"Qin Yi, next I'm going to show you what true power is."
Cong Yang's aura was rising, streams of air currents flowed along his skin, and his entire body's skin turned to a cold metallic silver color, his fists clenched tightly.
Qin Yi's gaze also grew heavier; purple light flowed around him, enveloping his fists, making them look like they had turned into purple crystal stones.
Bang!
Cong Yang moved, centered on his foot, the ground within a meter instantly collapsed, and he charged towards Qin Yi like a ferocious beast, carrying a monstrous might.
Qin Yi lightly tapped his foot, and the bluestone slabs exploded instantly, transforming into a stream of light as he darted out.
The two were like comets colliding, without any superfluous moves, savagely crashing into each other.
Bang!
Fists clashed, colliding with all their strength, and the ground beneath them quaked violently, a storm sweeping through.
Bang bang…!
