The world before Shi Tiexin's eyes was completely stretched and warped. The complex myriad phenomena of heaven and earth utterly faded away. Whether in sight or in the feeling of his soul, the entire world seemed to have been reduced in dimension.
Color became black and white, three dimensions became two, straightness became distortion. The material world seemed, in an instant, to become a simple drawing rendered in nothing but lines. Everything was stretched into countless strings that bounced and shifted without cease, and no matter where those strings came from, their final destination was Shi Yuhui's right fist.
It was the only thing in the entire world that possessed a real form.
Chu Feiyan slapped her forehead. "You damned shorty, you've gone too far! You even brought out your Destiny Armament. Are you trying to cut off that kid's future entirely?"
"Wrong!!" Shi Yuhui's voice boomed like thunder, shaking the void beyond the strings. "Forget potential, forget the future. Right here, right now, weak is weak and strong is strong!"
"If you challenge me, then you must face the consequences of challenging me!"
"If you challenge me, then you must endure the difficulty of challenging me!"
"If you challenge me, then it cannot be some childish play-fighting! If we fight, we fight with everything we have. If we battle, we battle like madmen!"
"Shi Tiexin, whether you are real gold or counterfeit goods, let me see it clearly through the cruelest trial—!"
The fist fell.
The heavens fell as well.
All the strings gripped within that fist fell with it.
At this moment, Shi Tiexin finally felt, deep in his bones, the invincible Absolute Power of Heavenly Qi Manifestation. It was an Absolute Concept beyond his understanding, another Heavenly Layer that stood above the very notion of mere strength.