The fist passed through the hurricane without a sound, meeting no resistance. A grin spread across Han Yifeng's face as he let out a loud laugh. "Haha! So it was all for show!"
But the words had barely left his mouth when he realized something was terribly wrong. The fist he had thrown was slowing down within the hurricane. Looking closer, he saw a fine layer of blue crystals covering his arm. The crystals multiplied rapidly, completely encasing his arm in moments and continuing to creep upward.
"Aaargh!" With a bloodcurdling scream, Han Yifeng yanked his arm back. But even after pulling it free, the inexorable spread of the blue crystals didn't slow.
"Aaargh! How can this be? No!"
