The burly man, a Martial Artist who had reached the Celestial Shattering Realm, stared with eyes wide in utter terror. He had no time to dodge as the splintered plank grew larger and larger in his vision.
PFFT!
A splintered piece of the door, as wide as a palm and over a foot long, slammed through the man's open mouth and burst out the back of his skull.
With a heavy THUD, the man collapsed onto the street. The surrounding pedestrians screamed in terror and scattered in all directions.
The few remaining thugs still inside the shop stood frozen, their minds unable to process what had just happened. 'When we came here, didn't the master say we could cause a ruckus and act like total hooligans? That as long as we didn't strike first, they couldn't do anything to us?'
Fuck!
'This is what "can't do anything" looks like?'
