
Ling Han moved both of his fists and shot War Elephant Fists, and 21 stunning dragon elephants roared.
This battle must have lasted a very long time, so Ling Han was in no hurry to use the most fierce sword arts.
Xuanyuan Zi Guang was also very calm; each palm and style were straight and narrow, unshifted, showing excellent self-cultivation in martial arts.
From the look of the battle just now, everyone thought they were friends for years and just argued without anger.
Although they exchanged blows twice, it was a simple exchange of several moves, and both sides did not use their trump cards.
As they fought, their anger overflowed, and their attacks became even fiercer.
Xuanyuan Zi Guang's palm was like a heavy axe; any palm that swung down could shatter a mountain. Patterns like veins intertwined and martial intent trembled as he began to unleash his strength. Each palm he launched had 22 flashes of Qi swirling around, his strength shocking.
Ling Han will not lose either. Although his achievements in fist techniques were inferior to those in sword techniques, they had also advanced to level 20 Qi flashes; although he was slightly lower in level, he was also, with the brute strength brought by the Nine Dragons Tyrant Body Art, he was actually no less powerful at all.
Hong! Hong! Hong!
The two continued to exchange blows — nothing fancy, just comparing the strength and comprehension of martial arts, or in other words, the amount of Qi and its quality.
This was a tight fight; the person who was slightly weaker in strength would be the one to swallow the bitter fruit of defeat.
Both of them were geniuses in this day and age as expected; they were bound in a fight.
"Both of these people are very strong!"
"Among the younger generation, how many people can be on a par with them?"
"Perhaps only Yao Hui Yue, Lang Ya Tian, and Dong Ling Er, only a few counted."
"Young people in this generation are really too strong, pursuing genius in their prime."
All the battle spectators commented one after another. The martial arts had already entered a fertile era, and the Ling Han generation was extremely bright — as if a miracle had appeared, appearing like a gushing spring.
"Hmph, you are still unworthy of standing by my side!" Xuanyuan Zi Guang said coldly, and crashed with another palm as a fire lion surged like a huge mountain, emitting a shocking presence.
He combined 22 flashes of Qi and released it as one, possessing strength close to Ray.
Ling Han laughed loudly, and said, "I forgot to thank you for teaching me this move." He also shot a fist, and a golden dragon elephant appeared, as big as a mountain.
Examining closely, no matter if it was a fire lion or a dragon elephant, the blood vessel-like patterns weaved in their bodies, emitting a shocking divine light.
The peng!
The fire lion and the dragon elephant clashed, exploding with a dazzling light. It was a collision of martial intent; it turned into a wave of divine sense impact, making many Blossom Flower Level warriors shiver as their minds trembled under the second martial intent.
The dragon elephant was fiercer; he rolled up his long trunk and completely curled up the fire lion, throwing it back at Xuanyuan Zi Guang.
"How is it possible !?" Xuanyuan Zi Guang shouted. The two had combined Qi, but his number 22 was flashing! He clearly had the advantage in numbers, so why was he still inferior to Ling Han? Could it be that he was actually inferior to Ling Han when it came to Qi quality?
This was something he could not accept.
He shot another palm, finally negating Ling Han's attack. He couldn't help but look sour as the results went beyond what he had anticipated.
Towards this point, he instantly recovered his trust. It was not that his Qi quality was inferior to Ling Han, but a mystical art that his opponent understood that could add to his Qi strength.
"I, Xuanyuan Zi Guang, am definitely not weaker than anyone!" He said boldly and sublimely, once again launching a fierce attack.
Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "Then today, I will defeat you until you are sure!" He activated the Eye of Truth, and the slightest weakness of the opponent was magnified in his eyes. He dodged flexibly, and continued to attack ferociously.
He had an Iron Sheet Body and even cultivated the Nine Dragons Body Art, so not only was his physique formidable, his strength was also incredible, best suited for close combat. If one were to be struck directly by his iron hand when twenty flashes of Qi exploded, even a Tier Infant Spiritual elite would probably not be able to handle it.
Xuanyuan Zi Guang knew that his close combat ability was formidable, so he was obviously not going to battle each other, hurriedly shifting his legs and separating the distance between them as much as possible instead.
However, under Ling Han's Eye of Truth, his weakness continued to grow. Every step could be tracked, allowing Ling Han to target him earlier by calculating the path, constantly intercepting Xuanyuan Zi Guang and posing a huge threat to him.
Xuanyuan Zi Guang roared repeatedly. He had never fought such an annoying opponent, and it almost drove him crazy.
"You're making me angry!" Xuanyuan Zi Guang's black hair stood towards the sky, and his thick eyebrows shot up; he turned his hand to pull out a long sword.
"What, he's actually a saber user?"
Ling Han was astonished; seeing that Xuanyuan Zi Guang had always been empty-handed, he assumed that Xuanyuan Zi Guang was the most expert in palm techniques.
"To be able to force me to use the sword, you are not bad," Xuanyuan Zi Guang said arrogantly. With a sword in hand, he immediately regained his cold-headed head, and his arrogance returned to being sky-high.
"What difference?" Ling Han smiled.
"Experience to yourself!" Xuanyuan Zi Guang attacked with a sword, and hong, 29 flashes of Saber Qi shot out, slashing fiercely towards Ling Han.
29 flashes!
Ling Han's expression changed firmly. He hurriedly performed the Fairy Step, avoiding the shooting of Saber Qi past him.
Not only was the number surprising, but it was also .. This sword was at least a seventh level Spirit Tool, and the Saber Qi that was fired from it was extremely sharp. Even with Ling Han's physique being on par with a sixth level rare metal, Ling Han did not dare to accept it.
"29 flashes of Sabre Qi!"
"Oh my God, how could there be such a strange man!"
“I always thought he used a palm. Who would have thought he was truly a saber user, and his talent in the way of the sword was actually extremely terrifying! "
"Maybe even the King of the Absolute Saber Sect is inferior to him, huh?"
Everyone shouted, dumbstruck by Xuanyuan Zi Guang's strength and talent. This youngster hid himself deeply; who would have thought that he was truly skilled in sword techniques?
Ling Han unleashed his Purple Bale Sword firmly. His right hand moved as 23 flashes of Sword Qi flew out.
"Another freak!" Excite everyone once again.
Peng, peng, peng, Sword Qi and Saber Qi clashed continuously, turning into boundless exploding fragments. This time, Xuanyuan Zi Guang was not at all harmed. He had an absolute advantage in the amount of Qi, and under the blessing of his precious sword, his Saber Qi was sharper and had more destructive power.
"Sabre Slashing Hell!" Xuanyuan Zi Guang let out a battle cry and twirled his precious sword.The 29 flashes of Saber Qi turned into one and formed an extremely thick Saber Ray, slashing towards Ling Han.
Ling Han also attacked with a sword; 23 flashes of Sword Qi, blessed with bone patterns, were fused into one, headed for Saber Qi.