After a fierce battle with the ferocious White Tiger, Chen Yuan only felt exhilarated. Even when facing opponents of the same level, he had never experienced such a pleasurable feeling.
Punches landed on flesh, blades drew blood, it was the purest form of physical confrontation.
With each collision, it was as if two meteors were exploding against each other, and the void around was twisted and distorted by the impact.
Both sides fought with increasing intensity, driven by their rage, the White Tiger lost its sanity, relying only on instinct, while Chen Yuan, when truly ruthless, discarded everything.
In his eyes, there was only the enemy in front of him, and only by defeating it would it all come to an end.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
The void within a hundred miles was stirred into turmoil by their battle, and from a distance, it seemed as if a layer of dark clouds covered the vast desert.
