"Oh my God!"
The exclamation echoed through the crowd, a collective gasp of astonishment rippling through the thousand-strong audience. Liu Yong's performance had far surpassed their wildest expectations. It was a mesmerizing display, an instant obliteration, as he swiftly dispatched his opponents with unparalleled skill.
Liu Yong's movements were like that of a predator pouncing on its prey, effortlessly weaving through the ranks of special forces like a tiger amidst a flock of sheep. His every strike was precise, leaving no room for resistance.
Atar, taken aback by the turn of events, had initially hesitated to engage. However, compelled by a surge of adrenaline, he let out a resounding battle cry and charged towards Liu Yong.
But as Atar closed in, a colossal fist collided with his body, the impact accompanied by the explosive sound of air rupturing. The punch was swift and devastating, surpassing Atar's comprehension.
