"Long Arm Fist" Liao Pei was like a raging bull incited to fury. Even in this freezing winter landscape, he charged bare-chested into battle.
His body of muscles seemed cast from iron, undaunted by the chilling wind, emanating steaming heat like an unquenchable furnace.
He executed his Long Arm Fist technique, his arms moving as swiftly as lightning; each punch struck like a pair of thousand-pound iron hammers slamming down fiercely.
The gusts of his punches howled, the air echoing with a dull yet shattering boom, akin to roaring thunder exploding beside one's ears.
When his fist struck the bandit, their body seemed to have been hit by a cannonball; the sound of bones cracking was clearly audible, and flesh burst forth, spraying into the cold air as a mist of blood mixed with the swirling snow, making the scene ever more horrifying.
