The battle space of Martial Arts Mountain.
At this moment, waves of tempestuous roars could be faintly heard. Although the sea waves were invisible, their sounds were enough to make one's heart tremble.
Lin Chen stood in mid-air, his posture upright, with a faint golden flame flowing around him. The invisible scorching pressure caused the air to slightly distort.
Opposite him, Zhang Xu's smile faded, and his face bore a serious and vast expression. As he slowly raised his hands, the roaring sound of deep-sea waves grew even louder with the movement of his hands.
A mighty blue energy surged out from within him, quickly gathering and compressing in front of him.
This was not a real water flow, but an evolution of Zhang Xu's Innate Qi.
The turbulent water condensed rapidly into a massive dark blue palm seal, with clear palm lines, as if forged from millennium-old mysterious ice and vast seawater.
"Junior Brother Lin, be careful."
