C823 One Finger

Lin Yaoyang's hand shot up with lightning speed, like a shadow flickering in the dark. In a flash, he reached for the hand of the male disciple who had extended his own toward him.

With a swift motion, Lin Yaoyang extended only his index finger and plunged it directly into the palm of the male disciple who had attempted to slap him.

"Puchi!" The sound was crisp and final