That black figure's body looked gaunt, yet it held terrifying strength. Every clash left Li Bufan's arms numb.
Worse was the heat. With every collision of fists, temperatures of several thousand degrees surged through the point of contact into his skin, searing his flesh with a hiss.
But Li Bufan did not retreat.
An almost crazed fighting spirit burned in his eyes.
He drew back his right fist and drove out his left. The blow tore through the air as though a mountain had been hurled forward.
The black figure twisted aside and chopped at Li Bufan's ribs with its blade-like left hand.
Li Bufan blocked with his elbow. A thunderous bang sent him sliding sideways, his feet plowing two deep furrows through the ground.
The black figure pressed its advantage, closing in like a bolt of black lightning.
Its hands became claws, ten hooked fingers striking straight for Li Bufan's throat and heart.
Where the claws swept past, the air burned into twisting waves of heat.
Li Bufan leaned back, narrowly evading the deadly claws.
But their tips grazed his chest, tearing open his robe and leaving three charred marks on his skin.
Pale golden blood seeped from the wounds, but Li Bufan paid it no heed. His right foot slammed into the ground, his body bent like a bow drawn taut, and his left fist surged upward.
The punch carried the force of Dragon Roars, Tiger Howls. Hazy yellow light gathered over his knuckles, along with the faint image of dragon scales.
His blood and vital energy roiled within him like an erupting volcano. Behind him, they condensed into the image of an Azure Dragon, soaring through heaven and earth with astonishing might.
Boom—
The punch slammed into the black figure's abdomen.
Its body bowed backward. The impact