Had Sun Ao's state of mind not been in turmoil, he would certainly have had a chance to evade Tang Yuan's fist force.
But the intimidation brought by the identity of the Night Feather Sword Master was far, far too terrifying—so terrifying that he could not summon even the slightest courage to resist. That sword strike from back then had become the shadow of his entire life. Even after seizing another body and being reborn, he still could not escape that terror.
In such a state, it was naturally impossible for him to react to Tang Yuan's swift and domineering punch.
In nearly the blink of an eye, Tang Yuan's terrifying fist force sent him flying dozens of meters. Almost all the ribs in his chest shattered at once, piercing backward into his internal organs.
After landing, blood streamed ceaselessly from Sun Ao's mouth.
He had clearly suffered grievous injuries.
The others stared at Tang Yuan, who had suddenly made his move, their eyes filled with horror. None of them had expected someone Tang Yuan's age to unleash such a terrifying offensive in an instant.
Not a single one of them was confident that they could take that punch unharmed!
"New fist art!?" Lu Feng was equally surprised. He had never seen this fist technique of Tang Yuan's before. Judging from the slight unfamiliarity in the way Tang Yuan's breath became disordered after throwing that punch, it should have been something he had newly gained through Sudden Enlightenment.
It faintly seemed to carry the shadow of that Great Strength Figurine they had encountered before. The impact contained within the fist force was practically identical to the round hammer wielded by the Great Strength Figurine—if anything, even more domineering and fierce.
Tang Yuan gave an arrogant grin. "After taking so many