The Black Ox Spirit's eyes bulged with disbelief—he had never encountered such a brazen member of the Human Race.
With no words exchanged, the fight commenced immediately.
As its horns thrust forward to meet Long Fei's looming punch, the Black Ox Spirit charged fiercely.
Mysterious Light glinted off its horns, stirring up black ripples in their wake.
The punch approached with a howling wind that ruffled the Black Ox's fur backward.
"Dammit, my hairstyle's all messed up!"
The Old Bull bellowed.
With a boom, the fist collided with its head, twisting it sharply and rolling it a few meters to the side.
Ni Ma! [Expletive—akin to "Damn!"]
This strength completely terrified the Da Heiniu.
Its head spun dizzily; it was somewhat baffled.
Moments ago, its forceful charge could have shattered mountains, but now it had been sent flying by a Human's punch.
Long Fei felt his fist tremble, equally surprised.
