The Wrathful King Kong was fearless, wielding the Golden Bowl and simultaneously striking with the Precept Sword.
Luo Chen pointed lightly, and the Precept Sword was struck by lightning and forced to fly back.
In the corner of his eye, he saw the Zen Staff smashing down.
Luo Chen countered with a backhanded elbow, repelling the Zen Staff, and using the momentum to soar high into the sky, then descended like Taishan, with a kick like thunder.
...
Strike after strike, move after move.
The scene seemed earlier, but with the addition of several magic items, countless changes emerged suddenly.
After dozens of rounds, the Wrathful King Kong stood on the ground, watching the slightly gasping Luo Chen and laughing arrogantly.
"Defeat me in one move?"
"Such arrogance, such audacity!"
"Now, after a hundred moves, you have no way to deal with me. But! I will not give you the chance to gather techniques anymore, prepare to die!"
