Everyone looked at Fang Yu in disbelief.
Using a needle to pierce through a steel plate isn't just a test of medical technique.
A toothpick is made of wood, how could it possibly penetrate a steel plate?
Fang Yu snorted lightly and said, "A bunch of frogs in the well, watch closely!"
He raised his hand and pinched the toothpick.
Primordial energy surged.
Gang Qi twined.
His eyes glared—
Whoosh!
The hand moved, and the toothpick dropped.
Bang!
With a crisp sound, it echoed throughout the venue.
Fang Yu slowly lifted his hand.
Swish swish swish swish—
Everyone's gaze focused on that piece of steel plate at the same time.
They saw the wooden toothpick standing straight, inserted into the steel plate without breaking or bending… half of its body buried in the steel plate.
For a moment, the whole place fell silent.
You could hear a pin drop.
The air also seemed to freeze in an instant.
Everyone's eyes widened, motionless.
As if a photograph had been frozen in time.
