"Did he modify himself too?" Looking at Sun Bahu's bulging muscles, Feng Long licked his cracked lips, feeling quite shocked and wary.
Through the binoculars from a distance, if one ignored his human face, it was perhaps more fitting to describe the current Sun Bahu as a wild beast. Puffs of white Qi shot out from his nostrils, spreading left and right like smoke under the biting cold. As he drew in a breath of Qi, the lingering smoke was sucked into a churning Qi vortex. His lung capacity mirrored a small car engine, constantly inhaling and expelling Qi. And his power, without even needing to think about it, had reached a terrifying height beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"We lack the Power to fight this man head-on. We must take him out from a distance with a gun.
"Preferably a large-caliber sniper rifle!"
