Peng Shi struck with his palm, and just when everyone thought Li Xiaoyao would be sent flying by this slap, Li Xiaoyao's movements were like lightning as he reached out and trapped Peng Shi's wrist.
Excruciating pain surged from the wrist, causing Peng Shi's complexion to drastically change. He tried to break free, but to his horror, he found he was unable to escape this force.
"His physical strength is so formidable?" Peng Shi was inwardly shocked and speculated that this young man must be one who specialized in body cultivation.
With a slight exertion of strength from his hand, Li Xiaoyao heard the crackling sound of Peng Shi's bones breaking in the wrist, followed by a bend in his knees and a fierce kick of his foot that landed on Peng Shi's stomach. The impact sent him flying dozens of meters, crashing into a column in the banquet hall and slowly sliding down.
"Holy... fuck!"
