"Th-this... How is this possible?"
Zhao Wushuang's eyes were filled with shock.
Under the defense of his Great Saber Defense Technique, an attack that looked like it was about to dissipate had suddenly reversed at the last moment.
The fist shadow, which had been on the verge of vanishing, suddenly erupted with terrifying power.
BOOM!
The chaotic fist shadows suddenly converged.
They formed a fist shadow approximately ten meters tall, which looked as if it were forged from steel.
Vaguely, it resembled the ferocious head of a beast.
ROAR!
The fist slammed heavily into the circling blue great saber.
BANG!
A violent roar was accompanied by an incredibly terrifying blast of energy.
Faced with the fist shadow's impact, which surged like a tidal wave, Zhao Wushuang's body shook violently, and he was forced to retreat continuously.
STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!
Everywhere he backpedaled,
the ground boomed and cracked under his feet, leaving a series of deep, crater-like footprints.
