The bone sword in hand slashed wildly, face to face with a sinister laugh:
"Hmm? Aren't you quite arrogant? Out of tricks?"
Boasting fiercely with words, but feeling uncertain inside.
Meng Chuan remained silent, only throwing punches relentlessly.
He couldn't show fear, so he responded to Raging Steel with even more ferocious fists, causing Raging Steel to howl awkwardly again.
In moments of critical danger, as long as his martial arts will remained unwavering, his heart's power would rise rapidly.
The influence of intention on the magnetic field is most direct.
At this moment, he borrowed the surrounding magnetic field's fire, not confined to the usual three-feet span, merely hiding it.
No matter how powerful the flames he manipulated, they couldn't match the explosive flame divine power of Raging Steel, being a mere laughingstock if revealed.
Yet, the exorcising force was already spread around, resonating in the surroundings.
