The spear spun in his hand, with the spearhead forming an endless Tai Chi Yin Yang Fish Diagram, meeting the comet-like attack.
Bam!
The dragon claw accurately struck the shaft of the spear, releasing a deep crimson magma-like light through the gaps between the fingers. Meng Chuan's face changed, being pushed back uncontrollably by immense force.
He flew straight back a thousand meters, only stabilizing himself by thrusting the spearhead into the ground. His right arm, gripping the spear, was slightly numb as he stared at Servis Long in shock.
Only now did Meng Chuan understand why this person was so arrogant.
"Such terrifying strength..."
It reminded him of Shaolin's Liao Huo.
The two had sparred privately, and Servis Long's strength definitely rivaled his!
As for who was stronger, he couldn't say.
He had never gone all out against Liao Huo, and perhaps Servis Long hadn't either, as this was just a casual punch from him...
