Xin Fan's eyes twitched as he looked at the figure. From simply the red hair, he could recognize the person. It was Tong Hu. Tong Hu cracked his neck as his fist started to glow. Although Xin Fan saw no movement, he could feel a rush of air head to his face. Instinctively he shifted his head to the side. A crack slowly formed on the rock behind him. Xin Fan quickly retaliated punching forwards. He didn't know what it was that he hit, but he hit something. Yet at the same moment, Xin Fan saw Tong Hu flinch as he took a step back. Under his breath, Xin Fan heard a small murmur.