The walls that could even withstand the heavy artillery were as fragile as tofu before Qin Fen's palm. Before they could even have the chance to feel the strong impact, the walls were disintegrated into nothing by a wave of true energy oscillations originating from Qin Fen's palm resting on the wall.
The concrete reinforced with iron bars collapsed with a crash. Qin Fen, carrying his hands behind his back, raised his legs and stepped over the hole in the wall as leisurely as he was walking in his own backyard; his eyes calmly looking at the Zuo Lin. "You can give it a try and see if you can press the button faster, or see if I am faster."
Zuo Lin's finger that had snuck up to the inconspicuous button under the table trembled suddenly. Immediately after, he heard Qin Fen's confident voice, "Lee Myeong-Jeon tried to compete in speed with me but lost, so he had to forfeit his life. If you think you are stronger than Lee Myeong-Jeon, you can stake your life with me."
