Liao Xiaopao had a heavy fist.
A giant warhammer forged entirely from pure steel appeared behind him, engraved with a knight clad in armor.
"Die!"
Liao Xiaopao roared.
The Big Man was trapped by Gu Qingshan and couldn't use his World's Power anymore. Liao Xiaopao's fist slammed into his head.
Red and white brain matter burst apart, scattering in every direction before vanishing from sight.
All that remained was a headless corpse sprawled with its legs spread wide.
--The corpse twitched a few times, then lay still.
After throwing that punch, Liao Xiaopao collapsed beside the corpse and gasped for breath.
"Haah... haah... Thanks for stepping in. Otherwise, I'd be dead."
"No problem. You helped me a lot, too," Gu Qingshan said.
He braced his hands on his legs, pushed them back into place, and slowly rose from the ground.
--Though he was an exceptionally skilled sword cultivator, he'd never practiced doing the splits.
On top of that, he'd been a little tense just now and had kept releasing World's Power, so his legs had gone a bit numb.
Gu Qingshan silently formed an opinion.
Lola walked over, suppressing a laugh as she gave him a questioning look.
Gu Qingshan secretly sent her a telepathic message. "This skill isn't right for me."
"I think it's pretty good," Lola said with a mischievous grin, raising a photograph.
In the picture, Gu Qingshan and the Big Man faced each other, both doing the splits.
--How embarrassing.
Gu Qingshan's old face reddened.
It was best not to use the Song and Dance Manipulator spirit skill unless he had to.
--He was a tough, no-nonsense sword cultivator. What if, in the middle of a duel, he suddenly ended up doing the splits with his opponent--
What kind of thing was that?
As the two