Could Qin Shaofeng really unleash such powerful strength in the Savage Beast Realm?
Although it seemed unbelievable, Fan Ming felt a hint of threat from the fist force crashing down on him. He didn't dare take it lightly. He brought both hands up and instantly struck out several more palms.
Hum!
Hum!
Hum!
A series of powerful vibrations shook the air. Fan Ming swept his hands through the space, palm winds rising around him as he struck out several times in quick succession. Only then did he dispel Qin Shaofeng's fist force.
Now that Fan Ming faced Qin Shaofeng again, he didn't dare show the slightest carelessness. He had seen enough to realize that Qin Shaofeng could unleash strength in the Savage Beast Realm that was absolutely no weaker than his own.
He might even be quite a bit stronger!
That left Fan Ming unwilling to let his guard down.
Qin Shaofeng, however, had already gauged Fan Ming's approximate strength. He now understood perfectly well that Fan Ming was no match for him.
Even if Fan Ming's true cultivation was powerful, in the Savage Beast Realm he was absolutely no match for Qin Shaofeng!
Fan Ming seemed to understand that too. He grew extremely cautious, and in the very next instant, flames flashed around him.
He had summoned his Fan Clan fire!
Though Fan Ming was a disciple of the Fan Clan, his bloodline was far less pure than Fan Haitong's, so his Fan Clan fire was not very potent.
But "not very potent" was only in terms of purity. In truth, Fan Ming's Fan Clan fire was far more powerful than Fan Haitong's.
That was right. Fan Haitong's fire might be of a higher grade, but Fan Ming's cultivation was far above his, and he had practiced with the