C678 The Monkey Wine

"Boom!"

In an instant, a fearsome roar erupted once more. As their fists met, a blast of air swept up the snow in the Mountain God Temple's courtyard, sending it swirling into the air like grains of sand, tinkling crisply against the walls as it fell.

"Is this... Can this really be the strength of a human?"

Lu Yan Zhao, a spectator of the clash, stood agape, his body shaking uncontrollably