Boom!
Li Ye brought his foot down on his opponent with an overbearing stance, displaying the bearing of the greatest prodigy of the age.
The Black-clothed Man had not expected Li Ye to be so arrogant. He flew into a rage and was about to shatter him with a punch.
Then he suddenly realized that much of his cultivation had been sealed, including his ability to use certain higher realms of power and the strength of his physical body.
Even his speed had slowed under the restrictions of the Samsara Law.
He did not dare force his way free. The moment he did, it would mean he had lost.
If a Quasi-Emperor from the Light God Palace proved inferior to a later-generation prodigy of this universe, the Light God Palace would never live it down.
"Great Bright Fist!"
The Black-clothed Man roared, his eyes glinting coldly as he unleashed a supreme fist art.
Boom!
A surging wave of punches erupted with vast, overwhelming pressure. Patches of the Light Law appeared, their penetrating force sharper than sword beams, ready to shatter Li Ye's leg.
But the moment they met the Eternal Immortal Light beneath Li Ye's foot, the waves of punches burst apart in succession.
One strand of the Light Law after another snapped.
Li Ye's massive foot came down almost like a battering ram breaking through a bamboo forest.
Yet he also sensed how formidable his opponent was. Each successive wave of punches was stronger than the last, erupting without end.
Li Ye crushed a hundred waves of punches in an instant. But when his foot came down on the man's fist, the faint layer of force coating it proved astonishingly resilient.
It blocked most of the force of his stomp. In the end, Li Ye only cracked the man's