"Come on!"
Yu Xiaoheng let out a sharp cry. Instead of retreating, he advanced, stepping forward to meet those savage sharp claws.
He did not activate any Spirit Skill. Raising his right arm, he slightly curled his fingers and threw a punch.
In an instant, a layer of pale gold dragon-scale light flickered over his fist.
Feng Kai sneered at the sight.
"Courting death!"
A Spirit Master of barely over level ten dared to clash head-on with him, a level twenty-six Battle Soul Master? And while he had activated his First Soul Skill, Lightning Fang?
It was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!
He could practically see Yu Xiaoheng's entire arm being shredded to pieces by his Lightning Power in the next second!
That would teach him to show off!
Bang—!
Their fists collided with a muffled boom, like a war drum being struck!
The scene of shattered bones and torn tendons he had expected did not appear.
The vicious grin on Feng Kai's face froze instantly.
An overwhelming force beyond anything he could comprehend surged from his opponent's fist, crushing his proudly held Lightning Spirit Power as easily as rotten wood.
The purple arcs of electricity scattered instantly, like ice and snow beneath the blazing sun.
Crack!
A clear sound of bones cracking rang out.
Feng Kai felt a heart-rending pain explode through his right arm. It was as though every bone in that arm had been shattered by the punch.
Then, that immense force penetrated his body and sent him flying.
Like a tattered sack, he traced an arc through the air before smashing heavily into the hard stone wall of the Training Room in the distance with a thunderous crash.
"Pfft!"
The entire Training Room fell deathly silent.
Everyone was stunned.
One punch.
Just one