With a mocking sneer on his face, Dustin attacked.

Their palms met, and a loud hum rose, along with gusts of wind.

Their powerful auras spread outward and formed howling winds.

A wall of wind formed.

The bullets from the snipers stopped at the wall and could not move any further.

This shocked the snipers.

Were their eyes deceiving them?

These two people had managed to block rifle bullets?

Were Martial Kings and Martial Saints really that extraordinary?

“You…”

At the moment their palms met, Ruben’s expression changed into one of disbelief.

Worried that he would kill Dustin if he used his full strength, he only used 70% of his strength. After all, his goal was only to hurt Dustin.

But he had been worried about nothing.

Dustin’s strength was so great that he could not even measure it. His power seemed to have just sunk into a cloud.

There was no way Dustin would end up falling onto the floor while coughing up blood.

As for him, he was already tired after jus