
Feng Lang and Weng Baohu Zhe stared at each other for a while until they walked forward slowly.
Both of Feng Lang's hands started to be covered by Qi which then looked to be spinning at an extremely fast speed. On the other hand Weng Baohu also took out his Qi and coated both of his palms.
Just when the two of them were only ten steps away, they shot towards each other.
Feng Lang clenched his hands and gave a punch attack using his right hand while Weng Baohu Zhe greeted him with his fists.
Bam!
The blows and treads met each other, creating a strong wind that blew around the two.
Feng Lang did not stop there alone, he then floated more punch attacks and was immediately welcomed back by Weng Baohu Zhe like before.
Attacks have also occurred. The blow from Feng Lang aimed at Weng Baohu Zhe but before it could hit his body, his tread had already stopped him first.
Regardless of the surroundings starting to gradually disintegrate due to their attacks, Feng Lang and Weng Baohu Zhe continued to clash attacks for approximately two minutes.
Unexpectedly by Weng Baohu Zhe the attack from Feng Lang was able to rival the attack of his footprint. Although he did not underestimate her, it was still a shocking thing.
Keep in mind he is a Martial Practitioner who has been in the realm of Soul Unification stage 2 more than 3 weeks ago, he said, against Martial Practitioners who were still at the peak stage 9 Soul Cleansing realm, it shouldn't be this harsh.
"You're withholding your own level of practice as it turns out," said Weng Baohu Zhe who resisted the blow attack from Feng Lang.
Feng Lang did not answer him but smiled slightly in response to Weng Baohu Zhe's guess.
Pam!
One of the attacks belonged to Weng Baohu
it failed to be avoided by Feng Lang, and hit his shoulder. Fortunately, he had previously covered his entire hand with his Qi so that the impact of the tread attack belonging to Weng Baohu Zhe did not hurt him too much.
The slap!
Suddenly Feng Lang's fighting style changed. He opened both of his palms and received the attack of Weng Baohu Zhe's tread with his tread.
Baohu Zhe frowned because of that. It seems like before his Feng Lang was still not serious, he thought.
"I'm aware of my own limits and powers, come on! Seriously attack me! I'll serve you!" he shouted at Feng Lang.
"Hahaha.I am honored to be able to fight against an elder from the Weng Ancestral Family who has a great reputation throughout this Black Sand Island. All right, I won't hesitate!" reply Feng Lang which then the Qi on his hand started to spin even faster.
With a quick movement he pointed his tread at Baohu Zhe's chest, but was immediately pushed aside by her.
In return, Baohu Zhe had already returned giving the tread attack with more Qi accumulated on his palm. The tread was pointed at Feng Lang's body but was immediately put on hold using Feng Lang's footprint.
Strangely the strength of the tread belonging to Weng Baohu Zhe seemed to disappear once the tread met with the tread belonging to Feng Lang. There were more and more wrinkles on his forehead, and he finally chose to retreat and see what was really going on.
Feng Lang did not chase after him, and remained in his place.
He put up his battle-ready position and coded Weng Baohu Zhe that he was ready to receive another attack. However Weng Baohu Zhe who still did not understand why the impact and power of his attack had vanished before, was not provoked by Feng Lang.
As a Martial Practitioner who had long been in the realm of Soul Unification, it was not a wise act to bring his emotions into a fight.
"The "Qi he had on his hand looked strange. After fighting for a few minutes with him I only realized, not his attack power that was equivalent to mine, but my attack power that disappeared every time my attack touched his Qi-coated hand. Surely the reason was his Qi coating both of his hands," Baohu Zhe muttered as he sharpened his gaze on Feng Lang's two hands.
"What's wrong? Didn't you say you'd serve me in this fight?" Feng Lang asked him with a smile.
Weng Baohu Zhe closed his eyes for a moment, then began to put up his horses.
Both of his hands he lifted forward, and his Qi once again flowed out from within his body, and gathered on both palms of his hands. Baohu Zhe pulled his left hand in front of his chest, and his right hand was in front.
"I will confirm it further, whether my guess is correct or not" said Baohu Zhe.
He then took a slow breath, and the next second he had appeared before Feng Lang.
He quickly launched a barrage of tread attacks at him, but unexpectedly, Feng Lang was able to compensate for the speed of Weng Baohu Zhe's attack and repel all of his attacks.
Weng Baohu Zhe then stopped resuming his palm attack, and quickly caught Feng Lang's two hands.
"The secret of your strength is the Qi that is being flowed in these two hands, right?"
The smile on Feng Lang's face disappeared and was replaced with a serious look from him.
"Then why? Is that how you can give me an attack that affects me?" asked Feng Lang with a serious look.
Weng Baohu Zhe laughed softly, he then released Feng Lang's two hands, then lowered his body.
"Of course."
PAM!!!
In a split second, Weng Baohu Zhe thrust his foot towards Feng Lang's stomach, and hit him with a hammer.
Feng Lang's eyes widened receiving the attack, and his mouth opened.
"Ack-in"
"Only your two hands will you give a twisting stream using your Qi, the rest of your body will not, so surely the effect of my attack will be felt." Weng Baohu Zhe spoke casually.
Feng Lang jumped back while holding his stomach. He stroked his aching stomach then took out a pill and swallowed it.
Glutin.....
"Your eyes are sharp as well" praised Feng Lang.
"There's no way I can serve as one of the elders in the Weng Ancestral Family without having any skills, you know that..."
Feng Lang sighed, then released a large amount of his Qi, his Qi began to cover his entire body and the whirlpool of his flow Tempak twisted, from his hands to his feet quickly.
"Because you already know, there is nothing else I can do but give everything I have to be able to defeat my opponent.
Feng Lang's eyes looked solemn and he took a step forward. The ground he was on was destroyed, and he charged towards Weng Baohu Zhe.
Weng Baohu Zhe's palm let out a bright light, and he again welcomed Feng Lang's attack.
OHHHH!!!!
The explosion occurred as soon as the two attacks met.
Weng Baohu Zhe instantly rose into the air and pulled both of his hands. Bright light came out from both of his palms.
"The Art of the Weng Family, the Lacing of the Ancestor's Father!"
With all his might, Weng Baohu Zhe pushed both of his palms towards Feng Lang from above the arena.
Two gigantic golden-colored palms shot out from his hands and shot towards Feng Lang.
Feng Lang who saw the attack raised both hands, in the direction of the attack.
PSSHHHH!!!!
A vortex of wind twisted around his hand which then quickly formed a gigantic wind spear eye created from his Qi vortex.
Feng Lang's soul force then came out from within his body, and flowed his giant wind spear of his creation.
"Soul Wind Spear, Attack Crusher!"
Two gigantic palms then struck Feng Lang's gigantic wind spear.
It was seen that both palms pushed Feng Lang's body back a few steps, before finally stopping, and the gigantic palm disappeared.