A spiraling force wrapped around Young Master Fei's arm, seeming intent on grinding Ning Xiaochuan's arm to pieces.
This technique for wielding laws and power had simply reached its pinnacle. Without the aid of a Supreme Divine Artifact, no ordinary human could possibly unleash such a move.
A spiraling current of law-force twisted around Ning Xiaochuan's arm, instantly shredding all the clothing on it and exposing the firm muscles and skin beneath.
As those spiraling currents struck Ning Xiaochuan's arm, they formed tiny whirlwinds, like sharp awls drilling viciously into his flesh.
Even Ning Xiaochuan's formidable body, tempered by chaotic energy, was pierced with crimson dots by those currents, seeming about to split apart at any moment.
If those spiraling currents bored into his body, Ning Xiaochuan knew his fate would certainly be miserable.
The destructive power of these spiraling currents was far greater than that of ordinary force.
So this is a Martial Skill whose technique has reached the pinnacle. Ning Xiaochuan silently praised it, but his expression did not change. A similar spiraling current wound around his arm as he threw a punch at Young Master Fei.
Young Master Fei's expression was cold. His figure flickered as he prepared to dodge Ning Xiaochuan's punch.
He had fused with a Supreme Divine Artifact, allowing him to foresee Ning Xiaochuan's every movement. Naturally, Ning Xiaochuan should not have been able to hit him.
Yet just as he was about to shift away, he suddenly felt a powerful binding force rise around him, dragging him straight back. Those powerful restraints yanked him directly into Ning Xiaochuan's fist.
"Th-this is impossible." Shock finally appeared on Young Master Fei's ever-cold face, because Ning Xiaochuan's punch had somehow escaped his control.
And that was not all. When Ning Xiaochuan's fist struck Young Master Fei,