The palm emanating a cold metallic luster directly collided with Mo Chenzi's palm.
The vast square fell silent for a moment.
Then, there was a crackling sound, Mo Chenzi's palm suddenly exploded into pieces, flesh and bone fragments scattering in all directions.
Blood gushed out frantically from the wrist!
"Ah..."
Mo Chenzi screamed miserably, like a broken sandbag, flying backwards and smashing into the arena, creating a deep pit on the solid platform, his body shook violently, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
However, he paid no attention to these, instead staring at his hands in disbelief, emitting a heart-wrenching scream,
"My hands, my hands!"
The sound was so shrill, like a fierce ghost, filled with intense fear and shock.
Everyone who heard it couldn't help but feel their scalp tingle.
Tang Qinghua was also shocked, exclaiming aloud:
"My god, just a light smack shattered Mo Chenzi's Big Kunpeng Palm, that was too easy..."
