Li Qianxiong roared, forcibly suppressing his surging qi and blood as he unleashed all the hidden strength in his body without reservation.
His main art, the Mountain-Splitting Palm, was known for its ferocious power. Now, channeled with his full strength, his palms faintly glowed with an earthen-yellow light. They struck at Yang Jing in a continuous barrage, carrying the power to shatter stone tablets and split rocks. The wind from his palms howled, throwing the surrounding air into turmoil.
Not only that, but the Life-Chasing Fist and Iron Cloth Shirt techniques he also practiced were activated simultaneously.
Inner Strength surged violently throughout his body.
His body dodged and weaved between palm strikes, his fists occasionally launching surprise attacks from cunning angles, while his skin took on a faint, coppery sheen.
With such power, it was no exaggeration to call him one of the absolute top masters below the Huajin realm.
