Splurt!
A hand like a knife pierced through the chest, splattering a burst of crimson blood.
Qin Shi pulled it out without expression, savoring the genuine sensation of muscle tearing and organs rupturing at his fingertips.
Soft and delicate, with a touch of wet stickiness.
"The human body is truly fragile. As long as you grasp a flaw and break through the defensive posture built with fists and kicks, it's like cutting vegetables with a knife — you can easily inflict fatal wounds."
He paid no attention to Lin Yunqing, who fell to the ground with wide eyes.
Lightly furrowing his brows, he endeavored to find the opportunity to concentrate and form the Heart Posture Imagery.
He struggled for a long time, but to no avail.
"Still clueless. Well, let's try again!"
Qin Shi was undeterred, maintaining a calm mindset.
With a fleeting thought, this time, he chose to switch to a new target.
