Chapter 1683

His kick alone could crush an ox.

"Damn Drakonians, die!" Piel sneered coldly, brimming with confidence.

Xayne remained calm, standing still as he watched Piel's kick approach.

To Piel, it seemed Xayne hadn't reacted in time.

Therefore, the only outcome awaiting Xayne was to be kicked to death by him.

However, an astonishing scene unfolded in the next moment.

Xayne simply raised his arm indifferently. With a bang, Piel's kick landed on Xayne's arm, yet it failed to cause even the slightest harm.

Xayne's arm didn't even budge an inch.

Instantly, Piel was shocked, his eyes wide with disbelief.

'What is going on? What kind of strength does this guy possess?'

Startled, Piel instantly wanted to retreat.

Xayne smirked.

Immediately after, Xayne grabbed Piel's ankle. Then, with a sudden jerk, he swung Piel like a human club, sending him flying.

Piel crashed heavily onto the sofa, flipping it several meters and then rolling on the floor, clutching his lower back in pain.

Piel qui

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