"I've gathered all my True Yuan for defense, and my realm is two levels above yours. You're just a Nascent Soul Stage scum; you won't hurt me with just your fist!" the sword-wielding cultivator arrogantly thought.
But in the instant this thought formed.
He was horrified to discover that, just as Shen Qiang's fist touched his chest, the shield he'd condensed with all his True Yuan shattered instantly.
Not only that.
The fury transmitted from Shen Qiang's fist instantly caused all the bones in his body to fracture.
"This is impossible!" This was his last thought, filled with shock.
Meanwhile, the people around clearly saw Shen Qiang's punch land on the sword cultivator's chest.
