'He didn't even touch the stake, but he unleashed a piercing attack from a distance? What kind of force-projection skill is this?'
But before he could get a closer look, Master Qin seamlessly transitioned to his next move.
"Twining Vine Bypasses the Dead Angle!"
Qin Fangqiong retracted his right arm. In an instant, it was as if the bones in his left arm had vanished, the Great Tendons transforming it into a supple, green-hued whip!
His arm twisted and bent in mid-air at a bizarre angle that completely defied the structure of human joints. Coated in Gang Force, the back of his fist forcefully wrapped around the front of the Ironwood Stake and, with a SWISH, struck from behind!
Su Yu was stunned again. 'Is it an optical illusion from the sheer speed? I clearly saw Master standing in front of the stake, but that fist struck viciously from behind it!'
BANG!
