Beating Mad Monk Senseless, Golden Light Shines on Mathematics (This Is as Far as I Can Strive)

But before he could make his next move, Shi Tiexin's left fist had already swung out. The exact same motion, the exact same trajectory—a hook smashed straight at the side of Mad Monk's face.

With no room to spare, Mad Monk raised his right arm to block. But the instant fist and arm collided, that thick right arm shattered and caved in. Shi Tiexin's left fist was like something that could not be shaken, slamming Mad Monk's arm straight into his face along with it.

With a crack, Mad Monk's neck bone snapped cleanly. His huge bald head drooped limply over his left shoulder, held on only by unbroken skin and flesh.

An ordinary person would undoubtedly be dead from such injuries, but Shi Tiexin knew Mad Monk was definitely not dead.

Because he had not used Tribulation Power, nor had he even used vital essence.

Purely physical blows could not erase the regenerative power of a purple-eyed monster. His broken neck would soon heal completely. That was the terror of purple-eyed monsters, but at this moment, it was precisely what Shi Tiexin intended.

After all, how could killing him with one punch possibly vent his hatred?!

I'll make you taste every last drop of pain—!!!

"Stop playing dead. Keep coming. This isn't nearly enough!"

His deep-purple muscles flexed, and with a crunch, Mad Monk's head snapped upright again. At the same time, he let out a strange shriek and kicked upward between Shi Tiexin's legs.

But before that massive leg, thick as an iron pillar, could fully rise, Shi Tiexin broke it with a single intercepting kick. Then he immediately returned the favor with an upward kick of his own.

Amid a series of chilling cracks, Mad Monk's little brother was instantly finished. The immense force behind the kick