This punch was incredibly uncomfortable.
It was as if, while you were focused intensely on the enemy ahead, another venomous snake attacked your vulnerable spot from an angle you could see.
That kind of numbness makes you tremble uncontrollably.
That kind of horror makes you shiver involuntarily.
The punch had not yet struck, but both Zhu Ting and the observing cultivators, the Rakshasas, felt a chill down their spines.
"The angle and timing of this punch..."
"It appears at the moment the Six Suns Immortal Stele emerges, brushing past the stele!"
"Such a cunning maneuver, how will Zhu Ting respond?"
...
As the cultivators worried for Zhu Ting...
"Bring it on!"
A loud shout filled with a deep excitement erupted from Zhu Ting's thrilled face!
"I predicted it wouldn't be so simple. You must have a backup move. It turns out to be true!"
This feeling of having guessed the opponent's mindset transformed instantly into Zhu Ting's fighting spirit.
