"Fuck you and your nonsense!"
"The Great Recital of the Seven Injuries Fist!"
Qin Yu, refusing to be trampled underfoot like a mangy dog, risked suffering backlash and executed the final move of the Seven Injuries Fist.
Directly unleashing the last move of the Seven Injuries Fist.
"Kid, today I'll let you understand what it means to 'set oneself against the unstoppable'!"
With utter disdain on his face, the man in the duckbill hat flipped his wrist and slapped his palm towards Qin Yu's fist.
In the world of martial arts, the art of palm strikes is held in the highest regard, followed by finger techniques, with fist techniques considered the least sophisticated.
Boom...
However, the man in the duckbill hat had underestimated the perverse power of the Seven Injuries Fist, and with Qin Yu having cultivated the Shen Zhao Jing, his energy was exceedingly abundant. It was just that he couldn't yet release his energy externally.