The fat man stared at the empty space ahead, his eyes widening.
Qin Jishi smiled faintly. "Friend, are you looking for me?"
The fat man's heart jolted at those words, and he quickly spun around.
When he saw Qin Jishi standing there and looking at him with that half-smile, his expression abruptly changed as he rapidly put distance between them.
"You... how did you... how..."
"Impossible!"
The fat man could not believe it. He had clearly struck his opponent—how had he escaped?
And besides!
He had done so right under his very nose.
Damn it!
The fat man cursed inwardly.
His gaze at Qin Jishi became wary.
Qin Jishi did not move, merely smiling. "I told you, being overly confident is not always a good thing."
"Am I right?"
At those words, the fat man's aura rapidly rose, his pressure bearing down upon Qin Jishi.
"Friend, your speed exceeded my expectations. Now that my pressure has locked onto you, let's see how you escape the palm of my hand."
"Surging!"
A boundless river and sea descended once more, carrying an exceedingly oppressive aura... blotting out the sky and covering the earth... churning and rolling as it crashed toward Qin Jishi.
Qin Jishi had only just entered the Heaven Splitting Realm. Even if he was fast enough, how could he possibly escape beneath such terrifying pressure?
If it had been anyone else, they would certainly have been unable to move under the fat man's might.
Qin Jishi?
Hmph!
This little bit of pressure was nothing to him.
Whoosh!
As the surging tide swept over him, Qin Jishi moved.
The fat man only felt a fierce gust of wind blow past him, and he quickly turned around.
He found nothing!
When he turned back again and saw Qin Jishi still standing there,