"Puff!"
Blood sprayed on the milky white walls, piercing through thick bricks, collapsing houses, facing the sky.
"Master!"
"Teacher!"
The surrounding monks cried out in surprise, at a loss.
They wanted to do something but had no means at all, so they could only arrange for storing pills, kneeling on the ground holding them at all times to serve.
Moreover, someone dragged over a dozen women, stripped them of their clothes, naked like milky white lambs, intending to offer flesh and blood to aid healing.
Monks surrounded the center, following this mouthful of blood sprayed out, two entered meditation, in a special state, surrounded by harmonious energy, momentum of the great monks dropped like a cliff. The state was visibly withered, blood streaks grew in the whites of the two Venerables' eyes, the shock visible on their faces, a large golden palm in their pupils was frozen unstirred.
One punch.
Just one punch!
Recall the last scene.
