Chapter 983: Where Are Your Martial Ethics, Young Friend?
“Your Break Hammer is strong in intent and not in shape. It has already reached the level of Samadhi[1].”
The Chief Libationist paid Ye Qing’s “Break Hammer” a compliment. Then, he clenched his own fist and threw an uppercut, striking at the sky.
The punch looked nothing out of the ordinary, and yet Ye Qing suddenly lost his connection to the surrounding energies and his control over Break Hammer. The qi was gone, the strength was absent, and the intent was unclear.
What should have been a punch that shattered heaven and earth instead became a water with no source; a tree without roots. In short, it had lost its power.
“What do you think of my punch?” The Chief Libationist asked after withdrawing his fist.
“You somehow severed my connection to the energies of the world. It is incredibly profound,” Ye Qing answered honestly.
The Chief Libationist’s grin widened. “Haha, I call this ‘Severing Energy’. It is something I invented like, just now.”
Ye Qing: “...”
Well, what did he expect? The Chief Libationist was a living legend. It wasn’t surprising for a man like him to break his “Break Hammer” with a casual punch.