Bang!
A booming sound resounded in the area.
Explosive forces expanded in all directions. Where fists met, squeezing noises were heard, as if the space could not bear the forces.
"Eh?"
Xue Luo looked at the puppet in astonishment.
He felt a slight pain in his arm. His power had always been his biggest advantage and helped him succeed in every battle. Now, in a battle of brute strength, he was hurt while the puppet was unscathed.
The puppet struck two more punches which were as powerful as the first one.
Xue Luo's eyes were glacial. He waved his hands and ran toward the punches.
Bang! Bang!
Two booming sounds echoed. Xue Luo fell backward several steps while the puppet remained standing where he was.
"Blood Puppet overpowered him!"
Watching from the ground, Jian Wushuang was surprised by the result.