Everyone present was stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.
Zhou Tong's performance was simply too shocking.
Faced with the Phoenix Fire Line, Zhou Tong remained as still as an ancient well. He didn't even raise an eyelid.
He didn't need to dodge at all. Standing right where he was, he merely touched a fingertip forward and casually flicked it.
"Crackle!"
A thin but piercing black-gold arc of lightning shot from his fingertip like a serpent striking!
The arc looked tiny, but it was astonishingly fast. In the blink of an eye, it collided with the Phoenix Fire Line.
"Boom!"
An explosion rang out. The seemingly savage Phoenix Fire Line was annihilated the instant it touched the black-gold arc.
And yet—
The purple-gold arc didn't disappear. With overwhelming force, it hurtled toward Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun's face turned deathly pale, and sweat broke out across his forehead. He was so terrified he nearly wet himself.
But just as he thought the purple-gold arc was about to hit him in the chest, its trajectory shifted with the most subtle of turns.
"Argh—!"
The next moment, a shrill scream burst from Ma Hongjun's mouth.
As it turned out—
The purple-gold arc struck dead center between his legs, right at the crotch of his trousers.
"Bang!"
A dull explosion boomed!
The purple-gold arc burst in an instant, blasting Ma Hongjun's lower body into a cloud of blood mist!
In the blink of an eye, the commotion died away. Ma Hongjun's face was twisted in agony as he clutched his lower body. Curled up like a shrimp, he fell to the ground, rolling and convulsing wildly.
A strange, burnt smell filled the air.
At the sight, the entire hotel lobby fell into utter silence.
Dai Mubai and Tang San had been about to charge forward,