Have you ever seen a fist barely over an inch wide unleash a blow that could shatter the earth?
Lianxue's body hair stood on end. His previously indifferent pupils contracted wildly at that instant.
A five- or six-year-old child, throwing a punch so simple it could not have been simpler, made him think of the several-thousand-pound iron-horned bull demon that had once gone berserk and charged at him.
Cultivators, especially at the Qi Refinement stage—
whether True Qi or True Essence, they were, in truth, still within the realm of mortals.
Though they possessed miraculous techniques and could even fly through the air for brief periods, their physical bodies were no less frail than those of ordinary people.
Put simply, even a True Essence cultivator, once approached by a martial warrior at the mortal Great Warrior level, had a ninety percent chance of being the one to die.
I'll die. I'll die. If that hits my body, I'll definitely die.
In an instant, Lianxue realized the terror of the child before him, as well as the perilous situation he himself had fallen into.
Almost instinctively, Lianxue unleashed the strongest art passed down from Blood Demon Peak—the Blood Demon Great Method.
A startling tide of blood energy erupted from his body, but unlike that of martial warriors—
this blood energy remained entirely under his control. He rapidly gathered and condensed it before his chest, forming a defense before Li Su's punch could land.
Heh!
Though furious at the sight, Li Su still had to give the other man some credit.
How fast was he? Li Su knew very well.
This punch, including his charge forward, had taken less than a second from start to finish.
Which meant that, from realizing the danger to reacting, the other man had taken no more