Lin Qian had noticed the Blood-Red Baboon King's little tricks long ago.
He had not acted immediately partly because of his fine aristocratic upbringing, and partly because he wanted to offer courtesy before force. Once the other party abandoned all martial honor, he could pin it to the ground and grind it into the dirt to his heart's content.
Now, facing the Blood-Red Baboon King's sneak attack, he merely thrust out an unremarkable palm and sent it flying hundreds of meters, nearly dispatching it straight to heaven!
What tremendous strength! Just who was the progenitor of strength, the inheritor of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline here?
Seeing One-Punch Man in action for the first time, Wang Qiu'er gaped, unable even to hold on to the melon in her hands.
Lin Qian withdrew his fist, pulled the Baboon King over through the air, and slammed it into the ground. "Do you submit?"
"Roar!"
The Blood-Red Baboon King pounded its chest with both hands, making its stance clear.
"Chirp, chirp!"
Following that roar, hundreds upon thousands of its kin surged in from every direction, surrounding them completely.
Having anticipated this, Lin Qian had already deployed his Spacetime Domain as a barrier during the negotiations. No outsiders could enter at all. The blood-red baboons could only pound frantically on the domain's protective barrier, raging helplessly and letting out earth-shaking cries, as though they were doing you-know-what.
"So noisy!"
Lin Qian frowned in displeasure and swept the mental Soul Skill Group Weakening over them. The monkeys were knocked unconscious one after another, and the world fell silent.
Crack, crack, crack, crack!
Four sharp cracks rang out in succession as the Blood-Red Baboon King screamed repeatedly-its four limbs had been dislocated. To prevent him from self-destructing, Lin Qian even thoughtfully sealed its Soul Power, making