A fist!
Just one fist!
The Tan Family's strongest patron had been smashed so thoroughly by Lu Tianxing that his meridians and bones shattered.
When he fell to the ground, Luo Hun was completely unable to get up, his eyes filled with disbelief as he gazed at Lu Tianxing, making gurgling noises in his throat, unable to believe that he, a former powerhouse at the Heavenly Peak standing at the top of the pyramid, had been defeated by a young man, let alone imagine that the person standing before him was a mythical-level martial artist.
"Why, why, this can't be, this can't be."
Luo Hun's howling voice rang out, "I am an invincible martial artist at the Heavenly Peak, how can I lose, how could I possibly lose, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, who are you, who are you really, with such immense strength, you can't just be some nobody, who exactly are you."
"Who am I, why should I tell you? I already gave you a chance, but you didn't treasure it. Well, time is short, off you go!"
