The sighs on the stage rolled in like a tidal wave, deafeningly loud.
That made the already panicked and unconfident Huang Hao even more terrified and on edge.
But for some reason, after being mocked again, Huang Hao actually got stubborn.
He didn't admit defeat or back down; instead he let out an angry roar and took the initiative to strike.
"At worst I die! I'll go all out!"
Huang Hao roared, Spiritual Energy surging off his body, faintly giving the illusion of forming a phantom dharma image.
Huang Hao's strongest Cultivation Technique, Metamorphosis Divine Skill!
The condensed phantom raised its palm and struck straight toward Feng Nihuang.
With this palm, Spiritual Energy churned, its might shocking.
The forceful gust it carried even blew off the edge of the arena.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
Facing Huang Hao's strongest strike, Feng Nihuang didn't show the slightest fluctuation.
