A bloodthirsty glint flashed in Sun Wujun's eyes, and a cruel and triumphant smile had already crept onto his lips.
He seemed to already see what would happen next.
This arrogant brat will be instantly blasted into a cloud of blood mist by his earth-shattering punch, leaving not a single intact bone behind!
What nonsense about composure, what laughable pity—all vanish in the face of absolute power!
However.
Just as Sun Wujun's earth-shattering punch, carrying endless rage and destructive power, was about to strike Qin Yang's face.
Qin Yang remained standing in the same spot.
He didn't even blink twice.
That calm gaze was like an ancient, unchanging, deep pool, undisturbed by any ripples.
Seeing this, Sun Wujun's sinister smile intensified, and a wave of disdain surged through his heart.
"Hmph, so you're really scared by my aura and power?"
"You can't even react to the most basic things?"
"Very well, then let you face death in endless fear and despair!"
He was almost certain that Qin Yang was stunned by his full-force punch, his mind was in turmoil, and he had even lost the instinct to dodge and defend.
After all, he was a peak Great Saint Realm expert!
He used all his strength!
He was burning with rage!
This punch was incredibly fast and incredibly powerful!
Let alone a junior who has just entered the Saint Realm, even a powerful expert at the peak of the Great Saint Realm would not dare to be so arrogant in the face of his angry attack and would stand still!
That kid's dead meat!
Sun Wujun's smugness was almost overflowing. He pushed the power in his fist again, increasing the speed, determined to completely erase this kid who had humiliated him like never before from this world!
The fist tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and was less than three inches away from Qin Yang's nose!
The violent force of the punch had already ruffled the hair on Qin Yang's forehead.
Sun Wujun could even clearly see Qin Yang's excessively calm face and his fearless eyes.
"Die!" he roared in his heart.
Victory is assured!
However, at this critical moment, just as Sun Wujun's fist was about to touch Qin Yang's skin, just when he thought everything was about to be settled.
An unexpected change occurred!
Qin Yang, who had been standing still, finally made a move.
His movements were not fast; in fact, they could be described as slow and somewhat casual.
It's like brushing dust off a piece of clothing, or raising a hand to say hello.
He simply... extended his right hand.
A hand that looks fair, slender, and even somewhat frail.
There was no earth-shattering burst of power, no dazzling light, and not even a trace of energy fluctuation could be detected.
It was just an ordinary palm that, at a seemingly slow but actually incredibly precise angle, met Sun Wujun's fist, which was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks, and destroy the world.
Then.
In Sun Wujun's pupils, which were extremely dilated due to his impending success.
Qin Yang's palm, gently and accurately.
She grasped his wrist.
"Buzz..."
It was as if time stood still at that moment.
It was as if the whole world had been put on pause.
Sun Wujun's incomparably violent fist, capable of destroying everything, stopped abruptly less than an inch from Qin Yang's face.
The terrifying power gathered in the fist was like hitting an invisible yet indestructible barrier, instantly dissolved and vanished by an even more vast and unfathomable force.
The momentum of his forward thrust was still pulling at his body.
But his right arm was as if it had been welded shut, and it didn't move at all!
The sound coming from my wrist was neither the cracking of bones I had imagined, nor the reaction force of being thrown back.
Rather, it was an indescribable sense of confinement!
It was as if his wrist was not being held by a piece of flesh, but by a chain from the deepest abyss, and by an ancient divine mountain, firmly suppressing him!
No matter how much he urged his internal power or how frantically he circulated his qi, that seemingly slender hand held him firmly like a rock, preventing him from moving an inch!
That power, capable of shaking heaven and earth, now seemed like a joke.
Sun Wujun's smugness and sinister smile froze instantly, like a frozen lake.
Instead, there was unbelievable astonishment and a deep-seated horror!
He stared wide-eyed at Qin Yang's hand gripping his wrist, then suddenly looked up at Qin Yang's still calm face.
How... is that possible?
How is this possible?!
That was a punch he threw with all his might!
This punch was a culmination of his peak Great Saint Realm cultivation and boundless rage!
How could it be caught so casually?
And, her wrist was being held?
He could even feel that the force from the other person's palm was not particularly violent, but it carried an absolute control that he could not understand and could not resist!
It was as if the other party could easily crush his wrist bones with just a little force!
What... what exactly is going on?
What kind of monster is this kid?!
Didn't he just break through to the Saint Realm?
Why does it possess such terrifying power?
How could he block my full-force attack so easily?
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