Wen Yan's power exploded, turning three steps into one. He charged straight into his opponent's arms, stomped his right foot down hard, drawing power from the ground, and launched a fierce elbow strike right at the heart, all his strength pouring out in an instant. He came to a dead stop right where he was.
The big Monkey's chest instantly shattered into a dozen fragments—he flew backward like he'd just gotten slammed by a dump truck, shooting through the air with a whoosh.
When the big Monkey crashed into a tree, he started coughing up blood in huge mouthfuls, breathing like a busted bellows. After a few spasms, even the insane rush of adrenaline couldn't keep him going.
Wen Yan didn't spare the Monkey another glance. The Yang Energy surging from his body grew even wilder. If a Demon took a hit from him, they'd instantly revert to their original form. Ghosts had it even worse—one encounter and they'd be vaporized on the spot.
