The expression on his face froze instantly.
Instead, their faces were filled with astonishment and disbelief.
He stared wide-eyed at Qin Yang's palm.
It was as if I had witnessed something incredible.
"How...how is this possible?"
He opened his mouth wide and let out a hoarse growl.
His voice trembled, filled with shock and fear.
He couldn't believe it.
This all-out attack of his own,
It was blocked by the opponent so easily.
and,
From the other party's perspective,
It didn't take much effort at all.
How is that possible?
What kind of monster is this kid?
The smile on Wu Ming's face also completely disappeared.
His mouth dropped open, and his eyes widened.
Like a duck with its neck being choked.
No sound could be produced.
His mind was blank.
He couldn't understand what was happening before his eyes.
Is this...is this even human?
Uncle Wang is a half-step Saint Realm expert!
His all-out attack was actually blocked by this kid with just one hand?
And look at how relaxed this kid is?
This completely overturned his understanding!
In the cemetery,
Deathly silence fell once again.
Only the cold wind howled past.
The wind made the weeds tremble.
It blows people's hearts.
It's extremely cold.
"snort."
Qin Yang snorted coldly. His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap that exploded in King Wu's ears.
King Wu felt his head buzzing and a wave of dizziness wash over him.
Immediately afterwards,
Qin Yang gently pushed his palm forward.
The seemingly light palm strike contained an irresistible force.
"puff!"
King Wu was instantly sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground like a cannonball.
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning ashen.
His chest was noticeably sunken, and it was unclear how many of his ribs were broken.
He lay on the ground, his body twitching slightly, but he could no longer get up.
His eyes gradually became unfocused and lost their luster.
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