章 69: Chapter 68 Massacre

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Zhao Ba felt a fierce wind rushing toward his face.

Even though he was dizzy and disoriented, he sensed the overwhelming killing intent within it.

Disregarding his injuries, he forced himself to gather his qi and blood, surging beneath his skin.

In an instant, Zhao Ba's skin turned an intense red, like a searing hot iron, with a faint red glow surrounding him. The hardness of his entire body increased by over thirty percent.

"Condense!"

Facing Shen Qing's imposing fist attack, Zhao Ba raised both hands to block.

With a muffled bang.

Shen Qing's fist slammed into Zhao Ba's forearm, producing a dull, crashing sound.

Zhao Ba was secretly alarmed.

The sheer brute force was terrifying; just one hit had already left his arms numb and weak.

One must know his Iron Pine Technique was a Martial Art known for its defense and strength, with muscle, skin, and bone being significantly tougher than that of a regular martial artist.