Qin Fengming was excited, but he did not ask Jun Yan for help.
He lunged forward, both fists immediately whipping through the air like the wind. Without unleashing any energy might, he relied solely on the strength of his physical body and smashed them toward Mo Sheng, whose face was full of disdain and whose eyes slanted contemptuously.
"I'll show you what I'm capable of!"
Mo Sheng restrained his energy aura, and a powerful, martial force spread throughout his body. The phantom behind him suddenly threw back its head, and a sharp cry abruptly rang out, sending ripples through the air.
Qin Fengming suddenly felt a soul aura envelop his entire body. A hazy sensation surged up from his mind.
His heart tightened, and he immediately became vigilant. The hazy feeling vanished, followed by a soft scoff resounding through the scene. He was always the one using soul techniques to harass others, yet this time Mo Sheng had struck first.
Startled Soul Whisper rang out. Mo Sheng merely narrowed his eyes and was not affected.
The two of them possessed resistance to soul interference far beyond that of ordinary people. Even when used at close range, neither could plunge the other into soul chaos.
In an instant, the two drew near and swung their fists at each other.
This was a pure battle of physical bodies. No dazzling radiance flashed; there were only two figures exchanging fists and kicks. Yet thunderous booms still rang out, explosions rocking the void like heavy hammers pounding leather drums.
Fists clashed again and again, astral winds bursting in all directions. Neither side activated Spirit Pattern techniques; they were engaging in a pure contest of physical strength.
However, the phantom phoenix behind Mo Sheng still sent sharp auras slicing across Qin Fengming's body. Fortunately, he