"Lightning Fist, Nine Stars in a Row!"
Lin Taichu gave a low shout and thrust his fist forward. Nine lightning spheres shot out like nine silver serpents, wrapped in fist intent as they sped toward Jiang Jingxu's throat.
"Hmph!"
Jiang Jingxu smiled disdainfully.
Although the Lightning Fist was fast, it was still far slower than lightning itself.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Jiang Jingxu lightly flicked his fingers. Runes of lightning coiled around his fingertips, forming a lightning net in front of him.
"Bang!"
The Lightning Fist struck the lightning net, bursting into a dazzling spray of sparks.
Yet the net was remarkably resilient. Not only did it block Lin Taichu's attack, it expanded with the momentum, enveloping the nine Lightning Fists and viciously slicing through them.
"Sizzle~~"
Lightning was the vessel of Heaven and Earth's thunder power, containing immensely destructive force. Even ordinary true essence would be corroded by it.
"Crackle, crackle~~"
In an instant, all the lightning radiance on the spheres went out, stripping them of their lightning attribute and leaving behind only pure fluctuations of power. The enormous lightning net gradually dissipated... and when it vanished, the nine Lightning Fists were annihilated along with it.
"Haha..."
"My lightning sword qi specifically counters thunder power. Even against experts of the same level, once I unleash this Thunder Sword Art, they cannot come near me at all. They can only take one of my attacks head-on, and then they'll be injured!"
Jiang Jingxu threw back his head and laughed wildly, utterly arrogant.
His strength was inferior to Lin Taichu's, but in close combat, he believed that among those at the same level, he would lose to no one—especially now that his cultivation had reached the third level of the Nascent Soul realm.
"Hum~"
On the other side, even after Lin Taichu's