True Berserker State

1/11/2026

Andrew Han’s eyes were cold and empty, all emotions buried deep—only unrivaled madness and burning killing intent remained. His fists struck in furious succession, elbows smashed, palms slammed, cannon punches thundered in an unstoppable berserk onslaught.

Rip, rip.

His short sleeves had long since torn into strips, fluttering wildly in the air.

Hiss, hiss.

The brand-new sports shoes he’d just put on were now shredded—laces scattered, soles torn—until only his blood-red feet remained.

Thud!

Andrew Han brought his fists together, raised them high, and leapt into the air, hammering down toward the Fox-type Demon’s skull.

If this blow landed, no matter what kind of General-class Demon it was, its bones would shatter—it would be gravely injured on the spot, unable to resist any further.

In a flash, the red in those scarlet eyes nearly became tangible. Even its Demonic body was streaming black-red blood; its nearly broken right paw cut through the air with a tearing wind as it swept toward Andrew Han.

Boom!

Accompanied by a tremor that shattered the gravel road, Andrew Han’s expressionless form surged forward in a frenzy. His right fist swung in a half-arc, veins bulging and muscles taut, bones crackling—like wielding a massive warhammer.

Bang!

The Fox-type Demon reflexively raised its paw to block, but was knocked staggering.

Its massive five- or six-meter-tall body actually swayed like a crumbling mountain, filling it with shock and wariness. Its contempt vanished—but it was already too late.

A Demon, after all, is still a Demon.

If a martial artist were present—even without knowing what hidden change Andrew Han had undergone—they would surely be on high alert.

Swish!

His left fist, half-clenched, half-gripped, as if holding or capturing something, compressed the air as if it exploded—highlighting a truly magnificent cannon punch. This was the real concept of a cannon punch, striking with the force of a fired shell.

Bang!!!

Andrew Han’s left fist struck the Fox-type Demon’s abdomen directly—splitting its long fur, compressing its belly inward, and spraying black-red blood everywhere.

Log in to unlock all features.