Bang! Bang! Bang!
Above the Death Battle Platform, the dull and intense clash continued to echo, as purple-red spiritual flame and starlight burst forth in radiant splendor.
"Is this kid a body cultivator?"
Mid-air, Yuan Ming's handsome face slightly darkened, a cold light flashing in his eyes. With each clash, his fists felt somewhat sore and numb.
This kid's every punch carried immense force, directly breaking through his purple fire spiritual protection.
"Hehe, Young Master Yuan, the warm-up is almost over."
In the midst of the fierce battle, Qin Yang suddenly curled his lips into a smile, his eyes showing more seriousness, as the starlight around him became even more dazzling.
"Get down, you!"
Qin Yang shouted coldly, throwing a fierce punch towards Yuan Ming's chest with his right hand.
"Hmph."
Seeing this, Yuan Ming snorted coldly, crossing his arms before his chest, instantly forming a purple-red fire shield.
Boom!
