Despite the injury, Lie Jian knotted his face as he punched at Zhang Buyu with the full might he could muster. Having lost his blade, Zhang Buyu was practically defenseless at the moment.
The two were so close, and the blow came so suddenly, that Zhang Buyu didn't even have a fraction of a second to react. His GN defense was quickly overwhelmed by the flame, and menacing fire poison started to invade his system.
The blow sent the young Templar's body flying like a kite with its string cut, until he hit the energy barrier and thudded back to the ground.
The other three inner court disciples gasped and jumped out of their seats in surprise. Lie Jian's attack lacked any appreciation for technical finesse, and was overwhelmingly powerful.
Lie Jian licked the blood off his knuckles as he savored the feeling of striking an opponent down.
In Lie Jian's world, strength always trumped over skills.
