With a sickening CRUNCH, Tian Yaosong's Adam's apple shattered like a dried date. His eyes bulged, instantly turning bloodshot.
A desperate, gurgling wheeze escaped his shattered throat, spraying viscous, bloody froth onto the back of Chen Qing's hand, where his veins stood out.
Chen Qing's eyes were icy. He let go and stepped back.
He knew Tian Yaosong had completely lost the ability to fight. His life now hung by a thread.
The reversal of life and death had been so swift and sudden that it left most of the onlookers completely stunned.
Tian Yaosong's three consecutive killing blows had been like Furious Waves, a perfect demonstration of the Windbreaker technique's ruthless power. He had lived up to his reputation as a master at the level of Great Success in Dark Force.
Yet Chen Qing had proven to be even more ruthless and cunning, precisely seizing a fleeting weakness amid the deadly assault to finish his opponent in a single strike.
"I... I..."
