Wang Qiu’er’s predicted Spiritual Shock did not come. Instead, Huo Yuhao continued to punch at her with all his strength.

Using strength against me? Just as this thought rose in Wang Qiu’er’s mind, Huo Yuhao struck her with his fist. 

According to her original calculations and her understanding of Huo Yuhao, she could easily swat his right fist to the side with a palm-strike. If Huo Yuhao did not use his Spiritual Shock, with his strength, there was no way he could resist the strength of her right hand.

However, this judgment was based on Wang Qiu’er’s past understanding of Huo Yuhao. What if his offensive capabilities had changed?

The moment she hit his right fist with her left palm, Wang Qiu’er sensed that something was amiss.

Huo Yuhao’s fist was not filled with spiritual power, but it was shockingly strong. Her palm was not powerful enough to knock his fist to one side.

However, Wang Qiu’er brimmed with fighting experience. Since she could not knock it aside, she immediately lowered her wrist and changed it from a palm-strike to a push as she tried to block Huo Yuhao’s fist.

Even so, she changed her attack at the last minute, and hence was unable to maximize her strength. Under the immense strength of Huo Yuhao’s right fist, he was able to strike her left shoulder.

Wang Qiu’er grunted, and her body was sent flying. Her hand,...