He stared at Ji Jingqiu with an expressionless face, the murderous intent in his eyes so intense it was almost spilling out.
The two clashed once more, and this time they still went head-to-head, without any fancy tricks.
When their fists collided, the Gang Qi erupted from their pure physical strength, reverberated for thousands of miles, and raised dust dragons from the earth.
Sima Long's eyes were cold and deep. A silent chaotic void unfolded behind Ji Jingqiu, from which the universe's disintegrating winds blew out, capable of dissolving everything.
This is what it means to be a Heavenly Person; divine skills arise with a single thought.
Yet Ji Jingqiu stood unwavering, as if merged with the Void, the universe's disintegrating wind unable to touch him, blocked outside by the life position he upheld.
This scene made Sima Long's countenance turn ugly.
To what level has Ji Jingqiu's physique reached?!
How could someone beneath the Heavenly People forge such an unrivaled body?
