But this bald man, despite his burly build and berserker-like appearance, was devious. He had already fixed his sights on the aircraft.
If Wang Yue opened up some distance between them, the bald man would abandon him and charge straight for Su Nuanyue and her daughter.
Seeing that if things continued this way, he might be finished before the other man's transformation wore off—and noticing that the bald man kept casting malicious glances toward the aircraft—Wang Yue steeled himself.
When the other man threw another punch, Wang Yue suddenly stopped defending and let it land on his chest.
Boom!
Thud—
A heavy impact rang out. Wang Yue spewed blood, but seized the chance to wrap his left arm tightly around the bald man's right arm.
At the same time, he drove his true energy into a frenzied circulation through his meridians.
Eighth-Level Gale, full power!
The bald man's alarm bells rang wildly. He instinctively tried to pull away.
