BOOM!
The sky seemed to explode.
Meng Bubai gripped the Vajra Staff with both hands as Innate Gang Yuan erupted from his body with reckless abandon.
He and the staff became one as he transformed into a streak of iridescent light dozens of yards long, descending from above to smash down upon Ning Jiang.
Gang Qi surged around the golden staff, faintly forming the shape of a coiling dragon.
This was a killing blow.
He held nothing back!
The ferocious aura struck terror into the hearts of all onlookers. It felt as if even a dragon would be crushed and tamed by this single strike.
"Excellent."
Duan Wuya's eyes shot open as he uttered his praise.
"Ning Jiang, this is the strike I was saving for Sword King Chu Bai! Let's see you take this!"
Encased in his armor, Meng Bubai was like a War God—fierce and unstoppable.
Brute force overcomes all skill!
This was the purest expression of physical might, using raw power to crush all opposition.
