Crack crack crack!
Inside Gu Yuan's body, his muscles and bones shook, emitting a buzzing sound akin to the collision of metal and iron.
His physique swelled a size larger, with skin all over his body smooth and delicate, yet remarkably resilient. Beneath the blue-black skin lay a dense, tangled network of muscles.
The muscles on his body knotted, revealing faint turtle patterns on his back, exuding a primitive aura.
He appeared imposing and majestic, like a giant of blue-black color, emanating a terrifying presence, not at all weaker than Qian Yunfeng!
And the Qiushui Sword in Gu Yuan's hand seemed to have been imbued with life.
It now vibrated crisply, the sword slightly trembling, gathering brilliant radiance and emitting unparalleled killing intent, facing Qian Yunfeng's palm strike!
Could this kid not be a Martial Master... Seeing Gu Yuan's astonishing aura, a strange thought crossed Qian Yunfeng's mind, then his palm force exploded, imprinting toward the sword light.
