If Xiao Hua were struck by the Pure Essence Gold-Splitting Finger, his arm would be pierced by a bloody hole, if not crippled entirely.
"Another Finger Technique at Great Success."
Sensing the blade-like sharpness emanating from the fingertip, Xiao Hua was once again stunned. 'I'm fighting a monster,' he thought.
He had no choice but to abandon his attempt to grab Xu Yang's shoulder and dodge the glowing golden finger.
"You're so timid, old man. Don't you want to avenge that bastard son of yours? I ground him into a pulp. The Su Family sent out hundreds of men, and they couldn't find a single bone after searching for days."
Xu Yang roared, his entire body glowing golden, as if cast from the precious metal. While his words infuriated Xiao Hua, he strode forward and launched a punch.
"You little bastard, you deserve to die!"
Hearing of his son's gruesome fate, Xiao Hua was overcome with rage. He infused his fist with Gang Qi and threw a punch of his own.
"BAM!"
