Chapter 16: Bolt God Fist
The ghostly man looked at Han Yu and pondered how he should approach this.
"Hmm... I'll teach you a fist technique since you like it," the ghostly man stated.
'I don't particularly like fist techniques. It was just the one I could afford,' Han Yu thought but wisely kept his mouth shut. After all, he wasn't about to sabotage his chances of getting something better.
"What technique is it?" Han Yu asked eagerly, leaning forward like an overenthusiastic student.
In response, the ghostly man stood up with the dramatic flair of a street performer who just found a willing audience. He pulled his fist back with deliberate slowness, letting the tension build. Then, he punched forward with a sharp twist of his wrist.
RUMBLE
Han Yu was nearly knocked off his feet by the shockwave and immediately clutched his ears. "That... that sounded like thunder just struck!" he exclaimed, thoroughly impressed and partially deaf.
But that was just the beginning.
RUMBLE
RUMBLE RUMBLE
The ghostly man continued punching, alternating between his arms, each strike echoing like an angry thunderstorm throwing a tantrum. Han Yu barely registered the sound anymore, but something else caught his eye.