"Roar—"
The Earth Ape King bellowed furiously, its fierce face filled with terror, as it smashed down its left palm with a heavy and forceful momentum. Qin Jun only felt a tyrannical wave of wind hitting him head-on, making his shoulders feel as if they were pressed down by tens of thousands of pounds.
He was not afraid, nor did he dodge; he thrust his spear upwards with brute force, carrying the mystical thunder with it.
Puchi!
The razor-sharp Silver Dragon Soul-Seeking Spear pierced directly through the palm of the Earth Ape King, splattering blood on Qin Jun's white clothes. His golden face remained as cold as ever, his figure reaching a level line with the head of the Earth Ape King.
"Die!"
