"Are you sure?" An Qi felt it was too incredible. Stones were much harder than coconuts; if Lin Yifan really could smash it with one punch, then Lin Yifan might really be a psychic.
"I am sure, very sure!" Lin Yifan answered seriously, not joking at all.
"Alright then! Now I'll just watch you show off." An Qi stepped back a little and then stood in the distance, quietly watching Lin Yifan's performance.
Once An Qi found a good spot, Lin Yifan began doing movements similar to those in martial arts movies; as power slowly gathered in his right hand. In the next moment, his hand quickly clenched into a fist; instantly, his arm muscles bulged, veins popped, containing immense strength.
Staring at that arm as thick as a bull's leg, An Qi's jaw dropped, feeling somewhat terrified; if that punch hit her, she guessed it would be the end of her life.
"Could he really break a large rock barehanded?"
