"The young gang leader is waiting for you in the underworld!"
Xu Yang thrust out both palms, unleashing the power he had been gathering for so long. Surging true qi struck the air with a muffled roar, like towering waves crashing down.
Zhang Sishui's pupils contracted violently, horror flooding his face. He had never imagined that the man before him was not Xu Zheng, but an expert who had come to kill him.
He wanted to counterattack, to defend himself, but his concern for his son had made him pull the man right up in front of him. They were far too close. By the time he realized something was wrong, those palms were already upon him. All he could do was retreat to open up some distance while frantically gathering true qi in his chest.
But it was too late. His body had barely begun to move when the two palms, laden with tremendous force, slammed into his chest.
Bam!
Crack!
With the crisp sound of breaking bones, Zhang Sishui shuddered as though struck by lightning. His eyes bulged, instantly flooding with bloodshot veins.
Splat!
The colliding forces surged outward, shredding his nightclothes. His strong, muscular chest caved in, leaving two distinct palm prints.
Fifth Brother, who was closest to him, screamed as the shock wave sent him flying.
"Primordial Unity Force-"
Zhang Sishui coughed up mouthfuls of blood, his voice filled with terror.
Even in a head-on fight, he was no match for an expert who had comprehended Primordial Unity Force, yet this man had shamelessly ambushed him. A single strike had shattered his breastbone and ruptured his internal organs.
With injuries like these, he would die even if his opponent did not strike again.
"You're hard to kill. Much stronger than Zhang Tong."
Even Xu Yang had