The farther Stacked Power went, the greater the gap became. It was the same with Battle Qi. Though the difference seemed to be only Twentyfold Strength, Lu Yin had to make up for it with power far beyond that of his peers.
A deafening boom rang out again. A colossal rift in the void, far larger than the one just before, spread in every direction. The entire Peng King Planet trembled, and cracks split the ground. It could no longer withstand the aftershocks of their battle.
Outside the planet, rifts in the void streaked in every direction like thunderbolts. The onlookers retreated again, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
Many people were horrified. The combat readings showed that the attacks unleashed by the two had already surpassed 200,000. In other words, what looked like a showdown between young men had erupted into Enlightenment Realm combat strength—and this was only the beginning.
After several consecutive palms, Lance still couldn't believe that Lu Yin could keep up his strength. Yet Lu Yin had held on, blocking every one of Lance's attacks. Lance was shocked, but not surprised. If Lu Yin couldn't even withstand his early attacks, then he would have been far too full of himself.
The two clashed palms and retreated at the same time. Lance's gaze sharpened. "One Hundred and Fortyfold Strength." As he spoke, he lunged forward and slammed down a palm.
Lu Yin raised his brows. Lance had been using his superior cultivation and Stacked Power to keep him on the defensive. He wasn't in a hurry to counterattack; he wanted to see where this man's limit lay. Now Lance had reached One Hundred and Fortyfold Strength. He should be near his limit.
As he thought this, purplish-red markings covered his body, and red stripes appeared. It