"Take my punches."

Zhang Han would not let it go. He arched his body, gathered strength, and punched down with his right fist again.

In the twinkling of an eye, Zhang Han, who had found an opportunity, threw punches one after another at an extremely fast speed.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Under everyone's gaze, the black-robed man punched repeatedly in the chest of the Iron Armor Dragon.

"Why doesn't the Iron Armor ...