Chapter 1183: There's Nothing Like Smacking a Grandmaster on the Head

The senior brother had been throwing a punch when Fabian Picton's palm shot toward him. Cold sweat broke across his face. But no matter how fast Picton's palm was, it couldn't compare to Jimmy Yale's speed. The strike came hurtling toward him with tremendous force. The senior brother could even feel the surging Inner Strength Projection bearing down on him. At last, he understood what made a Grandmaster so terrifying. The palm hadn't even reached him, yet death already wrapped around him. A fist...