CLANG!
The spear tip slammed into his palm, letting out a deafening ring of metal.
Ma Guoliang's expression changed drastically when he saw Yang Jing catch his full-power thrust bare-handed. His eyes filled with utter disbelief.
He subconsciously tried to yank the spear back, veins bulging on his arm as Inner Qi poured ceaselessly into the shaft.
But the greatspear felt as if it were locked in an iron vise, refusing to budge an inch.
Alarmed, Ma Guoliang once again channeled his Inner Qi and yanked the spear with all his might!
The moment his strength reached its peak, Yang Jing suddenly let go.
An immense reactive force surged back instantly. Caught completely off guard, Ma Guoliang was thrown off balance, staggering back several steps and nearly collapsing.
Ma Guoliang steadied his staggering form and looked up at Yang Jing, his face a mask of disbelief.
His pupils shrank, and the fingers gripping the spear shaft trembled slightly.
