Qi Wu's expression was incomparably solemn, as if facing a mortal enemy. Although he knew before the spar even began that he was no match for his opponent, he remained on extremely high alert, giving it his absolute all. Cultivators of the military possessed an unyielding spine.
BOOM!
Qi Wu abruptly launched himself forward, whipping up a sky-piercing surge of fierce Evil Qi. His burly physique seemed to expand with the wind. Looking every bit like a humanoid beast, he closed the distance in an instant.
WHOOSH!
His massive, palm-leaf-like hand, inscribed with streaks of immortal patterns, ruthlessly smashed downward with the momentum of a heaven-shattering millstone. Xu Yang's expression didn't change. He casually raised a single palm to the sky to meet it.
BANG!
