Huo Qingyang, draped in a military coat, stood on the rooftop with his hands in his pockets, gazing down indifferently at the giant struggling to rise amid the ruins.
"Like fighting, huh? There's nothing wrong with enjoying a fight; I usually enjoy challenging others when I've got nothing else going on."
"But you had to bring all this fancy nonsense into it, which really spoils the fun."
"I actually preferred your stubborn attitude from before; it made beating you up feel much better."
His right hand left his pocket.
In that instant, it seemed as if the entire world had lost its colors, leaving only the vague outlines of black and white lines.
The giant, just managing to stand, had its enormous head forcibly shoved into its chest. At the same time, the ground within a hundred meters of its feet cracked horribly.
The terrifying sound of the shockwave swept across the land once again, dispersing the thick smoke that filled the sky.
