Shawn Young put on a show, striking a Tai Chi finishing pose with both hands, then let out a dramatic breath. Cool as a cucumber, he brushed the falling plaster dust and random debris from the ceiling off his head, and in his deepest baritone announced, "All done!"
He really looked the part of a grandmaster—never mind that he was still standing there buck naked, Alpha Rod swinging free. That kind of grandmaster vibe only comes from rock-solid confidence deep down.
For a moment, the whole room went silent. Every guy's jaw dropped into a perfect "O", like they'd just witnessed Lady Gaga pinning down Superman, or a pig turning into a supermodel, or LeBron James battling a Martian babe. This was one for the history books—shock! Total shock! Utter shock!
After a long moment, the guys snapped back to reality, every one of them looking at Shawn Young and his Alpha Rod with pure, worshipful awe.
"Oh my God! This is hands down one of the wildest things I've ever seen in my life!!"
"Damn!! Was that the legendary Sky-Soaring Blast move from the lost martial arts scrolls?!"
"I—I just witnessed a legendary Alpha Rod in action. I admit defeat... and it's totally worth it..."
"Holy cow... Gus Stallion's a beast, but this guy's not even human!!"
The guys all erupted into chaos, shouting and hollering, but there was only one thing on their minds—total, honest-to-God worship for Shawn Young and his Alpha Rod.
Feeling triumphant, Shawn Young strutted around the room with his Alpha Rod on full display, letting the guys soak in its glory one last time before he finally tucked it away. He could sense the crowd's lingering devotion—after all, a spectacle like this might never happen again.