My Ares Son-in-Law

Xiao Chen's feet were firmly planted on the ground as if rooted to the ground, his body as upright as a pine tree, like an unshakable mountain peak.

The same punch, simple and straightforward, without any fancy moves or bluffing, just straight out!
This punch, seemingly ordinary, contains an indescribable charm, as if it has undergone countless years of refinement, returning to simplicity and the essence of martial arts.

There was no dazzling light emanating from the outside, no whistling sound tearing through the air, only a sense of oppression that was simple, heavy, and extremely oppressive!

The oppressive feeling was so real that it surged towards Luo Sha, making him feel as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on him, making it difficult to breathe.

"Bang!!!"

The two fists collided solidly!
This collision seemed to be the most primal and violent collision between heaven and earth.

It's like two high-speed trains colliding head-on!

The dull, muffled impact sound, like a thunderclap, rang in my ears, making my eardrums ache.

Accompanied by this deafening sound, tiny, visible ripples in the air suddenly spread outwards!
The ripples were like the waves created by a pebble thrown into a calm lake; wherever they passed, dust fell from the walls as if it were a sudden dust rain.

The decorative paintings hanging on the wall were shaken by the force and creaked loudly.

next second...

“Crack! Crack! Crack!”

A series of chilling, rapid cracking sounds, like popping beans, resounded wildly from inside Rakshasa's right arm!

The sound was crisp yet terrifying, as if a demon were gnawing at his bones.

Luo Sha's face instantly turned ashen, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking his clothes instantly.

His mouth was wide open, as if he wanted to scream in pain, but he could only make weak "woofing" sounds because of the excruciating pain.

His right arm was bent at an odd angle, clearly indicating that the bones inside had been shattered into countless pieces.

Each sound of bones shattering was like a heavy hammer, striking Raksha's heart and filling it with fear and despair.

Rakshasa's face, already distorted beyond recognition by extreme ferocity and overconfidence, seemed to face utter destruction the moment the two fists made contact.

It was as if I was being brutally kneaded and torn apart by an invisible yet incredibly terrifying giant hand!
The giant hand was so powerful that it caused his facial muscles to twitch wildly, every muscle spasming in agony. His once-prominent cheekbones seemed about to pierce his skin, and his eyeballs looked as if they were about to burst out of their deep-set sockets.

In an instant, all the smugness on his face, the smug look of self-assurance and complete control, vanished without a trace, like clouds swept away by a whirlwind.

All the cruelty, the merciless, bloodthirsty cruelty towards the enemy, was shattered by this sudden, intense pain; all the ferocity, the wolf-like savagery, was instantly replaced by boundless pain and an incomprehensible horror from the depths of the soul!

This kind of horror is like someone suddenly seeing an incredibly terrifying, indescribable monster in the dark, a chill rising from the depths of their soul, making their blood seem to freeze.

The extreme pain, like a surging tide, instantly overwhelmed him, completely distorting his facial features.

His nose was crooked to one side, blood gushing from his nostrils; his mouth was wide open, the corners torn, revealing broken teeth and a bloody, mangled oral cavity; his eyes were wide open, the whites of his eyes bloodshot, as if they were about to burst. At this moment, he was completely different from his previous arrogant self, looking like a demon crawling out of hell, sending chills down one's spine.

"Uhhhh!!!"

A bloodcurdling scream, so shrill it was inhuman, erupted from deep within Rakshasa's throat!
The sound was sharp and piercing, like a wail from hell, piercing through the surrounding air and causing everyone present to feel their eardrums being stabbed and their hearts trembling violently.

The screams were filled with endless pain, fear, and despair, as if they were his last resistance against this cruel fate.

He felt an indescribable, terrifying force, like a volcanic eruption or an ancient cold wave, violently rushing into his arm!

This force, carrying both scorching heat and biting cold, created a sensation where two extremes intertwined, making his arm feel as if it were caught between fire and ice.

His inner strength, which he was so proud of and which was powerful enough to split rocks and shatter monuments, was as fragile as paper in the face of this force!

It's like trying to hold back a raging flood with thin paper; it will be washed away and torn to pieces in an instant.

The bones of his entire right arm, from the finger bones to the shoulder blade, were shattered inch by inch!
Each fracture was accompanied by a piercing pain, as if countless sharp blades were frantically cutting into his arm.

The muscles and skin of the arm were like an overinflated sac, instantly torn apart and exploded by the force bursting from within!

Blood gushed out of the wound like a flood bursting its banks, mixed with fragments of bone and flesh, gushing out like a fountain!

The scene was so horrific that it made one's stomach churn.

His entire right arm was brutally beaten into a bloody mess in full view of everyone!
His once straight and strong arms were now unrecognizable, with only some broken muscle and skin hanging from his shoulders, swaying as he struggled.

The people around were stunned by this terrifying scene. They stared wide-eyed and gaped, as if they had witnessed the most unbelievable thing in the world.

Luo Sha collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing uncontrollably, his eyes filled with despair and fear. He knew that his life might end at this very moment.

"No... Impossible! You... You're not Tongtian... You're Tian... Tianhe...!!" Luo Sha's eyes were filled with boundless fear and disbelief, as if he had seen the most terrifying demon god! The excruciating pain and blood loss made his voice hoarse and desperate.

However, Xiao Chen did not give him any chance to finish his last words.

Just as Luo Sha was momentarily stunned by the excruciating pain and horror, Xiao Chen's right fist, stained with the opponent's flesh and blood, transformed into a palm, fingers spread wide, carrying an icy indifference to life, and as casually yet swiftly as swatting a fly, it struck Luo Sha's crown!

"puff!"

A soft, muffled sound that was not loud, yet chillingly so.

The agonizing screams of the demon Rakshasa abruptly ceased.

His triangular eyes, once filled with fear, resentment, and horror, instantly lost all their luster, and his pupils rapidly dilated and became unfocused.

A thick line of blood, mixed with grayish-white liquid, meandered down from the corner of his slightly parted mouth. (End of Chapter)