Under the watchful eyes of all, fist met finger.
Clang!
With a crisp sound, the silver thorns on Ying Huoxin's fists immediately snapped off, scattering into a shower of silver stars, as Zhou Heng's fingers drove straight through, touching Ying Huoxin's fist.
Spurt—blood sprayed forth as Ying Huoxin let out a muffled hum, and he immediately staggered backwards more than ten steps, his entire right arm hanging limply, blood dripping continuously from his hand, while an actual blood hole appeared on his shoulder, spurting blood profusely.
The crowd couldn't help but be astonished. Under Zhou Heng's single finger, Ying Huoxin's entire arm had been pierced!