You Opened It First!

Both men froze at the same time. One had never imagined that someone would sneak into his home in the middle of the night, even carrying some unknown murder weapon, and walk right up to his bedside to strike from the shadows.

The attacker, meanwhile, had not expected that the victim, who had clearly been sleeping soundly—and whose companion had used a Bodhisattva's power to drag him into the Realm of Desire and bind him there—would suddenly wake up and break free at the critical moment.

After roughly two or three seconds, both sides snapped back to themselves at the same time.

Strike first and gain the upper hand. Strike second and suffer for it. ×2.

"Pfft—"

"Bang!!"

The former was the sound of the stranger's murder weapon piercing through the mattress and wooden bed. The latter was He Zhao, relying on astonishing reaction speed, instantly dodging the fatal blow and counterattacking with a kick to the other man's chest.

Unfortunately, in the rush, he had not brought out the full power of his Forty Thousand Jin strength. Otherwise, that single kick would definitely have sent the man's flesh and blood flying.

"Rumble—"

The figure flew backward and smashed hard into the wall, embedding himself perfectly into it, as if there had always been supposed to be a person there as decoration.

The instant he "entered" the cement wall, the bedroom trembled with him.

From this, it could be seen that even without his full strength behind it, the power of that kick was still nothing to scoff at. It was truly heavy and forceful.

With a pfft, the attacker spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Broken!

His breastbone had nearly shattered completely. If the person lying on the bed had not counterattacked in such a hasty manner, he