"Form Collapse!"
Facing Lu Sheng's Ding Fire Realm, Xuan Ming did not attempt to dodge at all. Instead, he raised his mechanical elbows, sweeping them horizontally like a long staff.
A terrifying surge of Qi Blood went off instantly. The gust alone created by the sweep of those mechanical elbows made people's faces sting.
Bam!
Lu Sheng's fist and Xuan Ming's mechanical elbows collided fiercely.
A muffled explosion accompanied by the clash.
Like a bomb suddenly going off in the arena.
Two dreadful forces, resembling dragons, clashed, elevating the atmosphere in the gladiator arena to its peak.
"I've read your dossier. What you excel at is nothing more than your left hand. Though I don't know why your left hand is so strong... As long as I defend against your left hand,"
"You will no longer be my match!"
Xuan Ming's eyes locked onto Lu Sheng, sneering coldly.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!!
Suddenly, a highly peculiar force field emanated from Xuan Ming's body.
