Clang!
The deafening sound of metal colliding rang out.
Old Beggar and Li Qingshan instantly sprang apart.
"How had your strength suddenly surged so much? Did you encounter some kind of fortuitous opportunity?" Li Qingshan asked Old Beggar in astonishment. He felt that this old beggar was even more formidable than before.
"Hahaha..." Old Beggar threw back his head and laughed, then said coldly, "How could you possibly guess at my fortuitous opportunity? Whatever moves you have left, use them all. Otherwise, you will never get another chance."
"Since that is the case, then I'll let you die understanding why." Li Qingshan roared furiously, and the aura around his body immediately soared.
"Haha! I broke through long ago; I simply never told anyone. Old bastard, go die!"
Gripping the Silver Spear, Li Qingshan thrust it at Old Beggar. Before the spear arrived, brilliant light burst from its tip, carrying terrifying pressure as it stabbed toward Old Beggar's brow.
Old Beggar's eyes flashed sharply. He clenched his right fist and punched forward. A domineering, razor-sharp gale swept in every direction as vast energy gathered around his fist, which gleamed with a crystalline radiance. That punch struck Li Qingshan's Silver Spear fiercely, as though it could shatter the void.
The two forces collided, unleashing a massive shockwave that spread in all directions. The two figures were sent flying back, crashing to the ground at the same time and coughing up blood.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Old Beggar violently coughed up several mouthfuls of bloody phlegm.
"You bastard!" Old Beggar cursed as he glared at Li Qingshan.
Li Qingshan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rose to his feet. Staring coldly at Old Beggar, he said, "Old bastard, I searched bitterly for all these years and finally caught you today.