But just as his right hand touched Lin Han's shoulder...
CRACK!
His right hand instantly twisted out of shape, snapped in two.
Huh?
The Martial King froze for a second, then let out a bloodcurdling scream. "AHHHH..."
"What just happened?"
"I don't know!"
"I didn't see a thing!"
"Did I just see a ghost?"
Everyone present was dumbfounded, unable to believe their eyes.
'What is going on?'
'He just touched the kid, and his hand broke?'
However, they didn't realize that the Martial King's hand hadn't broken on its own. Lin Han had snapped it.
Lin Han had simply moved too fast for any of them to see.
"Bastard!"
Humiliated and enraged, the Martial King never expected to suffer such a heavy loss in the first exchange. Infuriated, he raised his left fist and threw another punch at Lin Han.
WHOOSH!
The punch was as fast as lightning and incredibly ferocious, like a pouncing tiger. It carried an immense force as it shot toward Lin Han's chest.
