"You..." Elder Qi looked at Ye Feng, shock written all over his face, clutching his stomach, but he was unable to utter a word.
Ye Feng gazed indifferently at Elder Qi, his eyes revealing disdain, without saying a word.
Elder Qi clutched his stomach and staggered backward step by step, retreating a good four or five steps.
Then, after stopping, Elder Qi was drenched in sweat, with droplets continuously streaming down from his forehead. His body trembled, knees bent, and he slowly knelt down on the ground.
"Bang!" Soon after, Elder Qi, clutching his stomach, collapsed to his knees.
"Wah~" Finally, Elder Qi could no longer hold it in, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.
Everyone clearly sensed that Elder Qi no longer seemed as formidable as before.
"Is it really that exaggerated?" The crowd was shocked, viewing Elder Qi and feeling incredulous.
