"No need to worry," Severin responded with a chuckle. He faced the incoming attack without a hint of apprehension and simply clenched his fist to unleash a punch. "Stonebreaker Fist!"
An enormous fist materialized before him as he called out the technique's name. His attack exuded a terrifying aura and surged directly ahead with a resounding rush of wind.
"The momentum is formidable! Is that the true Stonebreaker Fist, the most basic soil-grade low-rank combat technique?"
Severin's proclamation of his technique left many observers in disbelief. After all, it was widely regarded as the most rudimentary combat technique, one typically practiced at lower attainment levels. Most practitioners generally eschewed such techniques when they reached higher levels.
However, Severin's Stonebreaker Fist exhibited overwhelming power and momentum, leading spectators to question if it was indeed the same technique.
"It is indeed the Stonebreaker Fist, but the fact that he could employ it with such might suggests to me that his attainment level greatly surpasses that of Roxanne," a gray-haired elderly man mused as he stroked his beard.
The two spiritual energy geese were swiftly obliterated by the much larger fist.
"That's impossible! My combat technique is a high-rank Sky-grade technique! How could it crumble under his Stonebreaker Fist?" Roxanne voiced her disbelief as she watched in shock. She could not fathom a scenario in which her combat technique would be bested by the Stonebreaker Fist.
"Honey!" Marco cried out in anguish as he flew down. He crouched beside Roxanne and clutched her hands tightly.
"Are you alright?" Marco's eyes welled with tears. Roxanne held a special place in his heart among his ten wives.
"I..." Roxanne attempted to speak, but whatever remaining embers of life departed from her body as she succumbed to her injuries.
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