Whoosh!
After the Primordial Dragon God Fist sent Lu Wu flying, Lin Langtian gave him no time to react.
Amid flashing golden light, Lin Langtian appeared before him like a ghost. Then, his purple-gold Primordial Dragon Fist crashed down once more.
Lu Wu's expression changed. He hastily raised both arms before him as violent lightning Spiritual Power coiled around them, vaguely forming a shield of lightning.
Bang!
The golden dragon fist descended, shattering the lightning shield on impact and sending Lu Wu flying backward once again.
The instant his body shot away, Lin Langtian stuck to him like a bone maggot.
Golden Primordial Dragon Fists rained down one after another, giving Lu Wu no chance to catch his breath.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In barely a dozen breaths, Lin Langtian had thrown more than a dozen punches.
Every golden dragon fist that landed forcibly knocked Lu Wu back, while the latter's originally vast Spiritual Power fluctuations were gradually dispersed beneath those relentless blows.
By the time Lu Wu desperately retreated beyond Lin Langtian's attack range, his face had already turned deathly pale.
There was even a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
When he looked at Lin Langtian again, his eyes were filled with shock.
After more than a dozen punches, all his former pride had been utterly beaten out of him by Lin Langtian.
The other powerful experts on Thundercloud Platform also wore exceptionally grave expressions at this sight.
They had initially thought that, as a mere Sixth-grade Supreme, Lin Langtian would already be at his limit if he could defeat an ordinary Seventh-grade Supreme.
Only now did they understand that the strength Lin Langtian had hidden was so terrifying.
The power of his physical body was no weaker than, and perhaps even stronger than, the bodies