As Chang Qing and Zhao Cheng shouted sharply in unison, a powerful aura belonging to a King realm suddenly erupted around them.
Both of them simultaneously formed seals with their hands, as surging silver light emerged on their fists.
Zhao Cheng burned himself, using the last of his life as the price, to guide Chang Qing to advance swiftly.
"Junior brother, pay close attention; this is all your senior brother can teach you."
Zhao Cheng's gentle voice echoed in Chang Qing's ears, his eyes filled with inextricable sorrow.
Yet at this moment, he was fully immersed in the martial arts he was performing, more focused than ever.
He didn't want to let down his senior brother's heartfelt intentions.
"Hahaha!"
Liu Qing laughed maniacally at this point, as the violent aura of a King realm permeated the world,
"Back then you were no match for me, much less now when you are neither human nor ghost!"
"I could break your bones back then, and I still can today!"
"Die!"
Boom!
