Qin Wentian’s reaction speed and senses were extremely keen. To the current him, who’d already stepped into the ranks of a Stellar Martial Cultivator, the speed of his opponent’s strikes were so slow that it seemed laughable. Qin Wentian easily shifted his body to the side, dodging the strike, while advancing in the same moment, leaping up, and explosively using his knee to slam against his opponent’s chest. In that instant, “Boom!”, the internal organs of the guard shattered as the impact sent him flying away, as he collapsed on to the ground, far off in the distance, dead.
“What?” The remaining guard stared dumbstruck for a moment, before he recovered. Shrugging disdainfully as the guard thought to himself, “How weak was he? To think that he was caught unawares so easily by attacks from a trash.” With a cold glint in his eye, the remaining guard gathered his strength as he struck out. Each of his punches punctured the air with an angry roar akin to that of a tiger. This was.. The basic fist techniq