He completely ignored the opponent's attack.
A palm as large as a cattail fan moved with a dull wind pressure, reaching out simply and roughly towards the opponent.
The opponent was evidently frightened by this immovable monster and its terrifying power, causing their shooting technique to become erratic.
Unable to dodge in time, they were grabbed by the bronze-masked man who seized the firearm!
"Let go!"
A deep, muffled roar came through the mask.
Crack!
The steel-constructed shaft of the gun was forcibly bent.
The martial artist holding the gun had their tiger's mouth split, and the spear slipped away from their grip.
The bronze-masked man followed up with a kick, crashing into the opponent's chest like a siege hammer.
"Pfft—!"
The opponent spat out a mouthful of blood, their body flying backwards like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily into the force field's light curtain, softly sliding down, immediately passing out.
The battle was over.
