The two figures blurred across the battlefield.
Fists collided.
Palms clashed.
Shockwaves exploded repeatedly.
Every exchange shook the surroundings, and every impact seemed capable of tearing apart stone and steel.
But the longer the battle continued, the uglier Teng Siyan's expression became.
Because Xuan Long was becoming stronger.
Even while enduring the suppression of the Beast Suppression Lock, every strike he threw carried greater force than the last. Every attack was more ruthless and savage.
It was as though the pain itself had become fuel for his rage.
Finally, Teng Siyan could not endure it any longer.
"Xuan Long!"
he shouted furiously while narrowly avoiding another punch aimed directly at his face.
"Have you completely lost your mind?!"
His words barely finished before another fist came crashing toward him. Teng Siyan twisted his body and dodged at the last moment, but the violent wind generated by the attack still sliced across his cheek.
