Fang Shuwen's eyes narrowed slightly:
"He can really take a hit."
It wasn't just a principle for dueling masters; even in a common street fight, there was a world of difference between the feeling of a solid hit and one that missed its mark.
Tingtiao Pavilion's Tingtiao Divine Palm cultivated a "Listening Force," which excelled at redirecting momentum and taking advantage of the situation.
When Fang Shuwen had previously struck, aiming for Suhe Zhen's throat, Suhe Zhen had used this very skill to escape. Fang Shuwen's hand had never gotten a solid grip, and even when he'd subsequently slammed him into the ground, Suhe Zhen had managed to mitigate the worst of the impact.
It was the same with this Prison Suppression and Evil Extermination.
It had seemed to be a direct, solid blow to the chest, but in reality, Suhe Zhen had minimized the damage as much as possible.
