One Finger

Sea Dragon waited no longer. He stepped forward sharply, and the stone table shattered with a crash.

Sea Dragon sprang up, blue light gathering in his palm as he drove a fist at Xie Ru's face.

There was no flourish to this punch. Pure Soul Power had been compressed to its limit, and the air shrieked piercingly in its wake.

Xie Ru did not retreat.

He raised a hand, his sleeve slipping back to reveal part of his wrist. Bringing his five fingers together, he gently pushed forward.

Fist met palm.

Sea Dragon's fist, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter stone, stopped three inches from Xie Ru's palm. In that instant, all its force was redirected, like waves crashing against a seawall—exploding apart without advancing a single step.

Xie Ru's palm slowly pushed forward.

Sea Dragon felt a force so gentle it was almost compassionate flow from the palm into his fist. His arm veered away against his will, and his entire body was led diagonally back three steps.

Sea Spear's pupils abruptly contracted.

He had just taken a step forward when Xie Ru turned to look at him.

"Friend, aren't you going to give it a try?"

Xie Ru's voice was as gentle as spring water, but his gaze made every hair on Sea Spear's body stand on end.

Damn it, how could a thirty-seven-degree mouth say something so cold?

Sea Spear hesitated no longer and shook the golden spear in his hand.

Second Soul Skill, Sea-Rending Frenzy.

The spear tip tore through the air, trailing a sea-blue arc as it surged forward.

Where the arc passed, it plowed a deep trench through the ground.

Xie Ru neither dodged nor evaded. Using his finger as a sword, he gave it a light sweep.

An invisible sword aura met