Seeing Master Kongjian's fist, wrapped in vigorous spiral Qi, ferociously approaching,
Jiang Dali halted in his steps, his palm moved, his fingers spread wide, resembling the snake-shaped tricky hand, his palm, having the foreknowledge, arrived before his fist.
"Smack!!—"
Master Kongjian's arm shuddered, feeling that his punch had landed on cotton and sank in, his body's True Qi trembling uncontrollably.
He hurriedly circulated the Vajra Unbreakable Zen Skill's Inner Qi to prevent it from being absorbed.
But in an instant, Jiang Dali sneered coldly, his palm erupted again with a fierce and colossal force, as swift as thunder and lightning stabbing.
"Ugh!!"
Master Kongjian grunted and staggered back to unload the force, his heart startled, feeling that even in the Cross Training State of Vajra Unbreakable Zen Skill, his palm felt somewhat numb.
Glancing again at Jiang Dali, whose face bore a faint trace of gold, he couldn't help but exclaim,
