The fat monk roared, his massive body charging forward like a mountain of flesh gone out of control.
Qi Wu threw a punch.
BOOM-!
A bolt of pitch-black, ferociously violent lightning exploded from Qi Wu's fist!
Those black sparks were proof that even space had been pierced in an instant!
There was no contest. Qi Wu's punch went straight through the fat monk's greasy, round belly.
The physical impact, followed by a secondary explosion of spiritual power, shattered that so-called enormous stomach. Dark green slime and foul black fumes gushed out instantly.
"AAAH!!!"
The monk let out an agonizing scream as his entire body was blasted backward onto the blue bricks, a horrific, blown-open cavity gaping in his abdomen.
Three Girls looked astonished.
"S-so powerful..."
Jiang Qingyue held her hands before her chest, her clear eyes filled with admiration.
"That burst of power was practically a miracle! With our captain here, no challenge is really a challenge, is it?"
"Is that move called Black Flash?" Gale tightened her grip on her long blade, her gaze beneath her hood burning with fervor.
As someone who pursued the pinnacle of martial arts, she could clearly sense the perfect control of spiritual power behind that strike. She silently vowed to master this striking technique that defied all reason.
"Wow! That was so cool!"
Lilith was the most excited of all, stars sparkling endlessly in her eyes.
"That burst of black sparks had even flashier effects than my magic! Captain, Captain, I want to learn that!!"
Qi Wu flicked his hand casually, dispersing the last trace of black lightning lingering at his fingertips.
"Want to learn it? That depends on luck and talent. Even I can't pull it off every single time right now."
His trademark cocky smile curling at his lips, Qi Wu