When Mountain Breaking is executed to the extre, even an ordinary person can send three people flying with a single punch. However, the aftermath one has to endure is unimaginable, as it almost drains all of one’s energy.
For a martial artist, most can control their strength, so it’s generally fine.
But Mountain Breaking is not sothing ordinary people can train in. When Fang Yi was learning this move from the old man, he was warned that unless he was absolutely sure, he shouldn’t use Mountain Breaking recklessly.
Especially emptying all one’s energy recklessly, because once used, there’s no way out, just waiting for death.
However, Fang Yi had the Seven Turns of Domination on his side, and he was only unable to use inner strength and true qi, thus he was still of Heavenly Level. Now, with the third turn of the Seven Turns of Domination, Fang Yi’s strength rose directly to the second rank of Heavenly Level.
It’s enough!
Fang Yi saw the gray-haired old man charging at him and delivered the punch of ’Mountain Breaking’.
Fang Yi was not worried whether this punch would land; he was worried it might be too powerful and kill the gray-haired old man instantly.
Bai Yang, of course, knew none of this. All he knew was that this little punk dared to insult him and his brother in such circumstances, which was utterly intolerable.
Bai Yang thought that he would not kill him with one punch, but would definitely knock him to the ground and then step on this punk’s face fiercely, stopping him from being arrogant.
Bai Yang saw the stance Fang Yi took and sneered in his heart. Competing fists with him?
What a colossal joke!
Little punk, just you wait, wait for to knock you down with one punch!
In just a few thoughts, Bai Yang suddenly arrived in front of Fang Yi and swung his punch.
Hmm?
Suddenly, Bai Yang was surprised because his punch had landed squarely on Fang Yi’s shoulder.
This guy didn’t dodge?
But this surprise was just a thought’s matter. The next mont, Bai Yang’s heart was full of cold sneers, not dodging was better, as this punch would definitely cripple the little punk’s shoulder!
However, at that mont, an icy voice abruptly reached his ears: "Old fool, watch my fist!"
Bai Yang’s mind was pulled back suddenly, and imdiately a fist wind appeared before his eyes, then Bai Yang instinctively used his left arm to block in front of him, thinking this punch could be easily deflected.
Bai Yang coldly sneered, allowing the punch to co at him.
Finally,
Fang Yi’s punch ca closer and slamd heavily onto Bai Yang’s left arm.
Crack!
The sound of cracking bones echoed.
In an instant, the smirk vanished from Bai Yang’s face, replaced by an agonizing expression.
His left arm, actually... actually...
Broke?!
Impossible!
A sharp pain swept over Bai Yang’s body in an instant, aching even into his nerves, causing Bai Yang to be temporarily lost in this mont.
But Fang Yi was not finished.
The punch rely pressed down slightly, its force unabated, and delivered an uppercut to Bai Yang’s chin.
Thus, Bai Yang’s body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, finally landing with a heavy thud on the ground.
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