"Tiger's Roar in the Mountains! Die, you bastard!"
Mo Yun growled, and the dark force within him surged wildly like floodwaters bursting through a dam. The rushing river in his sea of qi raised towering waves at that instant.
His right fist shot forward. A faint golden layer of force energy, visible to the naked eye, gathered around his knuckles without dispersing-a sign that his dark force had begun to project beyond his body.
A tiger's roar exploded through the cramped private room, shaking the paintings and calligraphy on the walls and setting the cups and plates on the table rattling.
Senior Brother Lu's pupils contracted sharply. His reactions were lightning-fast; almost the instant Mo Yun burst through the door, he had already adopted a defensive stance.
He crossed his arms before his chest, pouring out dark force to form an invisible shield of energy in front of him.
But-
Bang!
Fist met shield with a muffled boom like the pounding of a war drum.
Senior Brother Lu felt a terrifying, irresistible force surge through his arms. It felt less like blocking a fist than having a mountain hurled straight at him.
The dark force shield over his arms developed spiderweb cracks the instant they collided, then shattered with a crash.
The tremendous force continued unabated, slamming into his chest.
Crack!
The sound of ribs breaking rang out clearly.
Senior Brother Lu grunted. Like a cannonball blasted away, his feet left the floor as he flew backward.
His back slammed into a bedpost as thick as the mouth of a bowl. It snapped on impact, sending wood chips flying.
He then smashed through the wooden screen by the wall before tumbling to the floor, rolling twice before finally coming to a stop.
"Pfft..."
He spat out a mouthful of blood,