When Lampard realized that Bigge was completely ignoring him, Bigge had already recovered ninety percent of his Combat Strength, and nearly half of his injuries had healed.
"Damn it, you really refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit! Fine, then I'll beat you into submission today!" Lampard was genuinely getting angry.
His full Combat Strength erupted once more, and his heavy fist slammed toward Bigge again.
He had also noticed that his previous attacks had indeed dealt Bigge severe damage. If he used a divine ability, Bigge might truly die by his hand. So, even in anger, he did not dare use one.
Seeing Lampard attack again, Bigge felt no fear at all. He raised his blades once more and slashed at Lampard.
Boom!
Bigge was sent flying again like a cannonball.
This time, however, Lampard did not waste words. He leaped into the air and gave chase to Bigge as he flew backward.
Bigge spat out another mouthful of blood. Only seventy percent of his Combat Strength remained, but when he saw Lampard rapidly closing in, he gathered his strength again and swung his Dual Blades, unleashing more than a hundred streaks of Colorless Blade Radiance.
Lampard threw a punch. The Colorless Blade Radiance, powerful enough to shred a Saint Lord Level cultivator, instantly shattered beneath his fist force, unable to delay him even for a moment.
Bigge hurriedly drew back his blades to defend himself, but Lampard's heavy fist crashed once more into the Dual Blades before Bigge's chest.
Boom!
Bigge was hurled away even faster, coughing up several more mouthfuls of blood. He could clearly feel that every rib in his chest had shattered beneath that punch, and even his internal organs had been crushed by the impact.
His Combat Strength, which had already fallen to