Lin Qi was seeing a warrior from the Giant Ape Family as terrifying as this for the first time.
There was no dazzling magical radiance, no grand aura of battle energy—purely the onslaught of flesh and blood, crashing toward him like a storm. Xiahou Qingtian's hands attacked as if they never knew fatigue, their frequency growing faster and faster, the power of every strike increasing. Lin Qi barely fended off his attacks with the Army-Slaying Axe in hand. The booming clangs of "clang, clang" gradually merged into one long, drawn-out roar. Lin Qi's arms went numb and sore, and he was nearly unable to hold on to his axe.
One or two heavy blows were nothing; Lin Qi could withstand even one or two hundred. But when a thousand, two thousand unending attacks came crashing toward him, with blade-light formed from Xiahou Qingtian's bare flesh whistling through the air, the mental pressure was truly unbearable. They were only fleshy palms. He was fighting barehanded! How could he possess such terrifying destructive power?
When Xiahou Qingtian's three thousand eight hundredth strike came chopping down, Lin Qi finally caught his breath. The muscles all over his body swelled like mountains. He thrust out his chest and rammed forward with incomparable savagery. Xiahou Qingtian's hands chopped heavily onto Lin Qi's chest, and then the Army-Slaying Axe swept up a streak of cold light and hacked brutally toward Xiahou Qingtian's neck.
Two dull impacts rang out. The Mountain Seal erupted with dense yellow radiance. Xiahou Qingtian's two heavy palm strikes landed upon the Mountain Seal; their immense force did no more than make Lin Qi's body sway slightly, causing him no injury at all.
Meanwhile, the Army-Slaying Axe whistled forth. Xiahou Qingtian hesitated for an instant, shaking his neck as though he wanted to