The moment their palms met, Fang Shuwen let out a soft "Huh?" He felt that clashing with Cao Jiuyin was entirely different from fighting anyone else.
When his Palm Power landed, it felt less like striking a person... and more like hitting a mass of boneless flesh.
He could even see layers of ripples continuously spreading across Cao Jiuyin's skin and flesh.
These ripples dispersed his force, spreading the once-concentrated Palm Power throughout Cao Jiuyin's entire body. There, within the fat, it was continuously dissipated into nothing.
He had already found Cao Jiuyin's Martial Arts peculiar when he'd watched him fight earlier.
Now that they were truly clashing, the sensation was much more tangible.
"What in the world is this Martial Arts you're using?"
Fang Shuwen asked, curious.
This, however, gave Cao Jiuyin a fright...
He had been on the verge of killing Zuo Qingshuang, but this brat had unexpectedly interfered and saved her.
