An Jing's move was named 'Swallow Touching Water,' capable of unleashing force silently and instantly. Even with the strength of an ordinary person, if one could exert force accurately, they could easily crush the skull's fontanelle.
When An Jing stepped on the shoulder, he didn't intend to kill someone on the street, and he even restrained his power. However, even the descent of his own weight, enhanced by the Magic Prohibition, was like a relentless strike of an iron hammer onto the shoulder joint, instantly shattering and dislocating it.
"Ah! My arm! It's broken! It's broken!" The female trafficker screamed and fell to the ground, then wailed with tears streaming down her face, gripping her arm and crying out like a slaughtered pig.
This was certainly no random kick.
