With a physique honed to the level of Wang Longhu, even a fingernail could be as sharp as a blade, capable of punching a hole in someone's abdomen with a kick.
Lu Tieying clapped his palms together, blocked Wang Longhu's ankle, and pushed away. He reversed his palms in a sweeping motion to chop at Wang Longhu's face.
This palm strike was full of vigor, combining Lu Tieying's Eight Trigrams Palm with Iron Sand Palm techniques, capable of shattering even a stone on the spot.
Although Wang Longhu possessed a physique of 4.0, with a skeleton far surpassing that of ordinary people by unknown multiples, he dared not test it at this moment. Otherwise, even if Lu Tieying couldn't crack his skull, his brain would surely turn to mush from the impact.
"Ha!"
