Shi-style Posturing Technique

Mill's first transformation made him three-meters-tall. His arms were as thick as a tree trunk, and his solid fists looked like a savage hammer. His angry punch would cause winds to howl, nearly to the point of creating a sonic boom.

Feng Yuanlin continued holding up his shield without dodging, as though he was a fool.

"Boom!"

When this punch struck straight into the shield, there was no loss in power. An explosive collision sounded like a gigantic cruiser had hit the rocks. Sound waves blasted like explosives.

The force of this punch was apparent from its sound. The audience pricked up their ears and held their breaths as they stared at the rusty and worn-out shield with widened eyes!

At the instant the hammer-like fist made an impact, it looked like it had been fixed in place.

And the worn-out bronze shield looked as though it had been frozen, remaining in impeccable condition!

Feng Yuanlin's legs only shook gently!