Lin An's reaction was extremely quick.
He didn't have time to become familiar with the skills innate to his body; instead, he violently flung out his left hand.
That left hand, like a whip, followed an invisible track, not even leaving behind an afterimage as it struck the monster on the shoulder as if it had traveled through space.
It smashed the monster's shoulder to pieces, leaving a mess of blood and flesh.
Before the monster could even cry out in pain, Lin An's shoulder trembled, and with a flowing force extending to his wrist, he whipped it out again violently.
It was like the snap of a rope, flipping instantly.
His five fingers formed a massive cage and harshly clamped down on the monster's neck.
