The storm had not yet subsided when soon a loud rumbling sound was heard from the ground, like an earthquake.
A little giant nearly two meters tall suddenly appeared in sight.
"I finally found the holy spring, haha!" Even in the temperature dozens of degrees below zero, the big man was still shirtless, so you could see his strong muscles and thick arms, which were more than three times thicker than ordinary people's thighs.
At first glance, I thought it was King Kong from the movie.
"The big guy's spring water is mine!"
A figure swept in like the wind.
The big guy's face changed slightly and he swung his hand and punched hard.
"Bang!"
After a thunderous sound, an English gentleman in evening suit stood proudly on a stone not far away.
"Rude barbarian, you are the devil muscleman Damon who is ranked thirteenth on the dark list."
"Yes, you are the eleventh-ranked Son of Wind? You are best at running away, haha."
Damon burst into laughter, like faint thunder rumbling through the sky.
"Stupid beast, it seems necessary to teach you some noble etiquette." The Son of Wind proudly adjusted his bow and then attacked like lightning.
When this punch was thrown, the energy between heaven and earth was attracted and condensed in the palm of the hand for a final powerful blow.
Furrows and gullies were plowed out again on the messy ground.
An ordinary warrior would definitely try his best to dodge and retreat when faced with such a powerful air-breaking fist force.
Facing the punch from the Son of Wind, Damon grinned and chuckled. He did not dodge or evade, but instead held out his chest to meet the punch.
Then he hugged with all his strength with both hands. The power of this hug was quite strong. Even a small car could be crushed into scrap metal.
"What?"
The Son of Wind threw a punch and found that the strength of his punch, which was usually enough to break a tree that two people could hug together, was actually like hitting a steel plate when it hit Damon. Not only was Damon not hurt at all, but his wrist was also shaken and hurt.
Therefore, when the Son of Wind saw that the situation was not good, he tiptoed like a swallow skimming the water and left Damon three feet away.
"Damn you British, watch out!"
Damon was like a dinosaur. Every time he stepped on the ground, it would shake, so even the sacred spring was rippling with yellow ripples...
However, what made Damon depressed was that the Son of Wind was so fast that his repeated attacks failed to achieve any success. Instead, he was ambushed by the Son of Wind several times. Although it did not hurt, Damon was extremely furious, like a mad gorilla, and could only vent his anger by hammering his chest.
But the Son of Wind also found that he could do nothing to him, and the two of them stared at each other from a distance.
"If you have the guts, don't run away. Take my punch."
"You only know how to fight and kill, you uncivilized beast. I am the Viscount appointed by the Queen of England herself, and I disdain to fight with a beast like you." The Son of Wind said coldly and arrogantly.
"Then we'll just wait and see. No one can touch the holy spring inside." Damon slammed the ground and said angrily.
"I thought you were simple-minded but strong-limbed, but I didn't expect that you have poor eyesight. There's already someone inside."
"What!" Damon stood up and looked inside. Sure enough, there was a young man with black hair and yellow skin, who looked like a Yazhou person.
However, the young man was just sitting quietly by the spring, and looked weak, not threatening at all. So he breathed a sigh of relief and didn't take it seriously.
"It's no use for us to keep wasting time like this. In my opinion, we should divide the sacred spring and escape separately. What do you think, fool?" The Son of Wind looked at Damon arrogantly.