This was the most powerful punch Qin Feng had ever thrown.
By now, he had refined and mastered the killing move, [Jinluan], to the point where it felt like second nature.
The enemies from the fifty-first to the sixtieth floors all had vitality indexes exceeding 1,500. Each was a nearly invincible existence within their own tier.
Qin Feng's fights grew increasingly difficult, but in one life-or-death battle after another, his [Jinluan] was honed until it became ever more seamless and brilliant.
He had faced the metal-manipulating "Magnetic Race," the endlessly regenerating "Flesh and Blood Ancient Tree," and even "Elite Pirates" piloting small, highly mobile battle armor.
The [Jinluan] killing move had become ingrained in his very bones, an inseparable part of his Martial Dao.
He could deconstruct and reassemble it at will, creating endless variations to handle any complex battle. He could even channel it freely through his spear or staff techniques.
