Chapter 1151 A Grudge to the Death
- “Watch it!”
- Zhou Wuji barked, low and urgent—but he was too late. Jayce’s first punch smashed straight into Zhou Wuyin’s shoulder. A sharp crack rang out. His shoulder shattered like glass.
- Jayce’s fists were brutal, solid, like stone. One heavy blow, and Zhou Wuyin’s face went ghost-white. He didn’t even have time to dodge.