Lu Gang's eyes were wide with terror as he looked at his right hand, burned to a crisp. His mouth continually let out wails of agony, causing everyone in the Lu Manor to tremble in fear from a distance.
"Is Lu Gang... Is he going to lose?"
"How could this be! He's a powerful expert of the Martial Emperor Realm and a top-tier martial master with Martial Soul Battle Skills. How could he lose so miserably?"
"I can't accept this outcome! Why, for what reason? This bastard named Lu Chuan, with just one punch, disabled Lu Gang's right hand!"
"Is this normal? This is absolutely not right!"
Everyone was incredibly shocked; Lu Gang, whom they saw as unbeatably brave and good at fighting, was being crushed so easily.
Lu Chuan not only crushed the burly Lu Gang but also crushed these people's perception.
At this moment, Lu Qing was sweating coldly from his forehead, wiping the beads of sweat with a handkerchief, his lips trembling.
