Even Qing Tianlong had to step back repeatedly, his body surging with Azure Dragon's Qi to resist this terrifying energy ripple.
Ouyang Shaohan and Mad Beast unleashed their unique techniques to barely withstand the dreadful energy aftermath, but their bodies still retreated, nearly being pushed out of the arena.
Poof!
With a single strike, this Heaven-Lifting Palm Imprint was forcibly shattered by Xiao Kuang's punch.
Immediately, Son of Thunder's body trembled, vomiting a mouthful of fresh blood, bending over and retreating five or six steps, staring at Xiao Kuang with displeasure.
"Your strength is not bad, but still not enough!"
Xiao Kuang stood there, exuding a powerful aura, looking at Son of Thunder and said.
In Son of Thunder's eyes flashed a strong anger, clenching his fist, about to make another move, as he still had his true unique move yet to be unleashed.
"Enough, the match is over!"
At this moment, Mo Tianjun spoke up.
