Ning Luo Makes His Move!

Ning Luo showed no intention of dodging. Instead, he stepped forward and allowed Fourth Heavenly Venerable's attack to land heavily on his chest. At the same time, his scorching fist wind howled forth.

With lightning speed, he fiercely retaliated against Fourth Heavenly Venerable's chest. There was no technique whatsoever to this style of fighting—it was nothing more than trading blows head-on.

"Bang!"

Their fists both slammed viciously into the other's body. Yet after taking a punch from Fourth Heavenly Venerable, Ning Luo merely shuddered his shoulder, his expression unchanged. Fourth Heavenly Venerable, on the other hand, was sent reeling several steps back by Ning Luo's punch, a muffled groan escaping his throat. Clearly, Ning Luo's incomparably scorching fist wind was more than he could bear.

"If we trade punches like this, it seems you can't take it," Ning Luo said softly with a smile, dusting off his clothes.

Fourth Heavenly Venerable's face darkened as he stared fixedly at Ning Luo's clothes. After their exchange, he naturally knew that most of his previous attack had been absorbed by that strange garment. Yet what puzzled him slightly was that even if the garment could absorb most of the attack, the remaining force should not have failed to injure Ning Luo at all. Naturally, this was because of the Dragon Phoenix Ancient Armor hidden beneath Ning Luo's skin. However, no matter how hard Fourth Heavenly Venerable wracked his brain, he could never have guessed that not only were Ning Luo's clothes strange, but even his skin was equally bizarre.

However, Fourth Heavenly Venerable was no ordinary man. He knew that the only reason his previous attack had failed to harm Ning Luo was that it had not been powerful enough. Since that strength was insufficient, then he would use something stronger—power strong enough