Old Master Shen's lips trembled slightly as he muttered in a daze. The wounds on Geneticist 03 kept stimulating their nerves. In the arena, the three of them had risked their lives to fight the geneticists.
But even so, no one had gained an advantage from the hands of the geneticists. Su Yun had only used a handful of leaves to do something that the three of them could not do even if they risked their lives. One could imagine the shock.
The military representative endured the pain as if his bones were falling apart. He took a few steps forward and looked at Su Yun in confusion. He muttered to himself, "How did he do it? Is this also a martial arts technique?"
Lin Guodong shook his head in shock. "Definitely not. It's impossible for martial arts to have such methods."
Elder Shen smiled bitterly and said, "This is not martial arts. This is a divine technique that only exists in martial arts novels!"
