"Speaking of which, I had you to thank for letting me pinpoint every ambush site around here."
Wei He smiled.
Unlike his earlier bedraggled state, he was now quiet as a lurking colossal beast. The dreadful sense of danger that could erupt at any moment was so intense that even the birds and insects around them did not dare make a sound.
It was as though even the falling leaves drifted down more softly.
"You think you can beat me!? No!! Impossible!!" Song Qing frantically strained himself and finally pulled out his right leg.
He summoned every ounce of strength and unleashed the finishing moves he had been most proud of in his life.
Countless leg shadows surged madly toward Wei He, yet every one of them was casually blocked with a single hand.
With only a light flick, the seemingly mighty and heavy leg shadows swayed apart and shattered like toy phantoms.
Song Qing was utterly terrified as he erupted with all his strength. Yet before Wei He now, he was as fragile as a child.
Pfft.
His final kick was caught by Wei He once more.
"Enough. It was time to end this."
"You!!?" Song Qing looked up, only to see a fist rapidly enlarging before his eyes.
Bang!!
The protective force around his body shattered layer by layer like porcelain. His hard skull caved in beneath that punch, cracked apart, then exploded inward.
Song Qing's entire body flew backward and smashed heavily into the trunk of a huge tree that would have taken several people linking arms to encircle.
Blood foam spilled from his mouth. His eyes lost focus, and though he struggled to say something, no words came out.
In an instant, a figure rushed over.
One punch.
Bang!!!
With a deafening boom, Song Qing's chest