The two divine powers were used together. One was like seeing one's true nature with a clear mind, seeking to decipher Fan Lang's inner thoughts; the other transformed into mighty divine strength, greatly multiplying the old monk's power.
The old monk had assumed he could easily read Fan Lang's thoughts. After all, his opponent was merely a Lower God. Yet the result came as a surprise.
With that glance, he saw only a mass of chaos. He could not decipher anything at all.
"Hmm? This boy can actually resist my Mind-Reading Power!" The old monk was astonished, but his offensive did not pause in the slightest. It flowed onward smoothly.
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The old monk attacked with fists and kicks alike. His punches were as fierce as meteors crashing to earth, while his kicks were as savage as cosmic storms.
Fan Lang's Rampage Program had a limited duration, so he had to end the battle quickly. Once the time limit passed, his life would be in danger. He attacked with all his strength, sweeping Dragon Suppressing the Eight Desolations through the air. White light blossomed from the blade, and dragons of light flew forth one after another.
The two attacks collided like heaven and earth collapsing, their violent shockwaves sweeping outward and battering the entire arena.
Though the old monk looked kind and benevolent, he showed no mercy in battle. Every punch and kick was extraordinarily forceful, every move carrying lethal might.
During the fight, Dragon Suppressing the Eight Desolations repeatedly struck the old monk. Each collision rang with the sound of metal clashing against metal. The old monk's divine body was incredibly tough, capable of directly contending with a Divine Weapon.
Moreover, the old monk had wrapped his body in a layer of radiance, using it to