"You are courting death!" Qi Aran's pupils turned an eerie, inhuman sickly green, brimming with the ferocious gleam of a beast.
Lin Qi pressed a hand onto his shoulder, only to feel a rebounding force so powerful that even he was shocked. It flung his palm more than a foot into the air, and he could no longer restrain Qi Aran's body. Qi Aran, his entire body emitting strands of bright light, leapt up and threw a clean, direct punch straight at Lin Qi's chest.
The force of the punch surged forth, gathering atop Qi Aran's fist into the phantom of a gleaming golden lion's head. A low lion's roar made Lin Qi's eardrums ache, and even his soul faintly trembled. Osmanthus Tree's surprised voice rang out. "The power of a divine artifact? This fellow can actually draw upon the origin power of a high-grade divine artifact. Be careful not to suffer a loss!"
Lin Qi snorted coldly and pushed both hands forward. A low tiger's roar could vaguely be heard as visible ripples burst from his palms, and a tiger's head gradually took shape between his hands. In no more than the blink of an eye, the lion's head collided with the tiger's head, and a blinding brilliance immediately erupted between their palms and fists.
Both men swayed at the same time, and Lin Qi took two steps back.
With a crack, Qi Aran's arm bones broke into several pieces. He staggered back seven steps, ending up right beside the two rabbits. His broken arm shook, and all its bones swiftly healed. His arms, limp as though boneless, swept backward in two arcs of light and struck the rabbits squarely in their waists and ribs.
The two rabbits gave muffled grunts. With two loud bangs, they flew away as