"Pfft!"
Lin Fan's fist stopped right in front of Nangong Haoqin's face.
At that moment, he simply had no time to dodge, nor could he dodge.
Even so, he still smugly crossed his arms and watched Lin Fan.
The five blood spheres that had previously surrounded Lin Fan now blocked his fist with one of them.
"How is this possible!"
Lin Fan stared in surprise at the blood sphere still pulsating in his hand.
His punch, much like a clay ox entering the sea, seemingly unable to exert any force at all.
"Now you know what I'm capable of," Nangong Haoqin said, a smug look on his face.
This was his trump card.
Even if it meant sacrificing all members of the Gong Family, as long as he had the opportunity to strike first,
Lin Fan would not stand a chance against him.
"You think this is enough to stop me!"
Lin Fan, looking at the harmless, odd blood sphere, couldn't help but seethe with anger.
His right fist gathered strength for another swing, this time much more powerful than before.
