Ling Han maneuvered both fists and shot out War Elephant Fists, and an astonishing 21 dragon elephants roared.
This battle was bound to last an extremely long time, so Ling Han wasn't in a rush to use his fiercest sword art.
Xuanyuan Zi Guang was also very calm; each palm and each style were straight and narrow, unrushed, showing his extremely fine self-cultivation in martial arts.
From the look of the battle now, everyone thought they were friends of many years and were simply sparring without any anger.
Although they exchanged blows two times, it was a simple exchange of a few moves, and both parties didn't use their trump cards.
As they fought, their anger welled up, and their attacks became fiercer.
Xuanyuan Zi Guang's palms were like heavy axes; each palm swinging down could shatter even mountains. Vein-like patterns intertwined and martial intent trembled as he began to unleash his power. Every palm he launched had 22 swirling flashes of Qi, their power shocking.
