This punch had been simulated countless times in his mind, and whether he could succeed depended on this moment.

Feeling the true Qi rapidly flowing out from within, converging madly towards his fist, Tang Yan felt an irresistible urge to unleash this punch.

"Come out!" Tang Yan shouted angrily, his fist cutting through the air like a bamboo splitting, accompanied by a howling wind, producing a dull sound in mid-air.

"Bang!"