"You've lost, Dongfang Bubai," Qing Yu said, his forehead beaded with cold sweat and his face contorted in severe pain, but the curve at the corner of his mouth could not be smoothed.
"Who would have thought you'd be so ruthless..." Dongfang Bubai's gaze lowered to the arm that had pierced through his own chest.
In the final moments, this right arm suddenly twisted into a drill shape, penetrating his chest and shattering his heart completely.
"If I wasn't ruthless to myself, how could I ever defeat Dongfang Bubai?" Qing Yu said with a carefree smile.
Although the meridians in his right arm were damaged, the tendons that were fundamental for exerting force were still functional. Using the "Spirit Snake Fist" technique, Qing Yu completely twisted his right arm, turning it into a weapon to unexpectedly strike and instantly kill Dongfang Bubai upon contact.
Dongfang Bubai's figure slowly dissipated. "Undefeated, yet ultimately defeated..."
