Cannon Hammer!
CRACK— SNAP—
A crisp bone-cracking sound echoed.
Zhang Beixing's punches, imbued with terrifying gravitational force, struck the boss directly under his armpits, instantly shattering both his shoulders.
The nerves beneath his armpits ruptured!
The boss's entire body went numb. His submachine gun clattered to the ground, and he found himself unable to move or even catch his breath.
Zhang Beixing pressed his advantage.
Three Styles of Mountain Splitting!
Mountain Splitting Cannon!
BOOM!
Channeling the Southern Red Emperor's Fire Qi, one of the Postnatal Five Qi, Zhang Beixing unleashed a ferocious punch.
The fist tore through the air, emitting a low roar, as if it would rip the very void asunder.
The boss was terrified. As he watched Zhang Beixing's incoming fist, a dazed vision filled his mind: a gigantic cannonball hurtling toward him.
THUD!
The punch landed squarely on his chest. Instantly, a violent gale erupted!
