C64 Soong Lin(2)

Wu!

The palm strike was launched, and the wind howled!

A tyrannical Golden Spiritual Force lingered on his right palm, cutting through the air and attacking Chu Mo with a powerful force.

"Good timing!"

Facing Soong Lin's fierce attack, Chu Mo shouted loudly. Instead of retreating, he advanced. With his right fist in front of him, his strength surged