With Suo Ming's explosive roar, he thrust out his Dual Hammers simultaneously. This was a Critical Strike from a Body Cultivator. A practitioner of the Sixteenth Layer unleashing his full power, his spinning hammers looked as if they could pierce the very heavens.
BOOM...
Wang Meng was blown back several yards by the shockwave. He landed gracefully and smiled faintly. "Not a bad foundation."
Suo Ming was still frozen in his invincible, fierce Vajra pose. Upon hearing Wang Meng's words, he doubled over, gasping for breath as if he'd been holding it for eight lifetimes.
'So tired... so exhausted... I can barely hold my hammers. What the hell is going on?!'
Suo Ming's wide, bell-like eyes stared at Wang Meng, wishing he could smash him between his Dual Hammers. But his body felt as if it were filled with lead; he couldn't move a muscle.
