This punch concealed multiple variations, any of which could be fatal, whether it struck Shen Lang's heart or his throat.
Furthermore, the gauntlet was forged from indestructible Deep Sea Refined Steel and coated with a poison that could kill a bull in ten seconds. The slightest scratch was lethal.
Not only that, but as the leader bent low, seemingly to dodge Shen Lang's next attack, three small arrows shot out from his back, aimed straight for Shen Lang's face!
A proper assassin's entire body is a weapon.
And the leader of this assassin squad had mastered this principle to a sublime degree.
"Hmph!"
With a soft snort, Shen Lang twisted to the right, evading the three swift arrows. At the same time, his left hand casually slapped the leader's wrist, deflecting the punch just slightly.
