His body, forged since youth by all sorts of Secret Techniques and tough as rock, felt as fragile as tofu under this punch.
Xue An's fist directly shattered Li Gang's chest, then passed straight through and protruded from his back.
Not only that.
The Divine Strength Martial Spirit that had been boosting Li Gang also emitted a mournful cry before it explosively shattered.
Xue An slowly withdrew his hand.
Li Gang made gurgling sounds in his throat, struggled to raise his eyes, and looked at Xue An with disbelief, as if he couldn't believe he had just died like this.
But Xue An's punch not only blasted through his chest, it also extinguished all his vitality, so the light in his eyes visibly dimmed at a noticeable rate; then he collapsed with a crash, dead.
Blood flowed, dust filled the air,
and the entire venue fell deadly silent.
People who had been gleeful and ready for a spectacle were now dumbfounded.