Chapter 365 The Death of Lu Shaoqiu

• Lu Shaoqiu hadn’t even steadied himself. His inner power stuttered and stalled. This was his weakest moment—of all times—and Pierre Cook still ran him down. He knew it: if he couldn’t take this hit, he was dead for sure.
• But there was no time, no opening, not even a sliver of a chance. Before he could think, Pierre’s fist was already there.
• The terrifying force slammed straight into Lu Shaoqiu. With no protective energy left, he felt like an ordinary man getting blasted by a speeding eighteen-wheeler.