Seeing the Gang Yuan giant palm about to grab him, Hou Jun gritted his teeth and suddenly whirled around, smashing a fist toward the palm.
Rumble!
Hou Jun's fist radiance slammed instantly into the Gang Yuan giant palm with a deafening explosion, shattering the radiance.
Yet Su Mo's five-colored Gang Yuan giant palm merely shuddered violently, its speed pausing for a fraction of a second before it lunged to grab Hou Jun once more.
Hou Jun's strength and Su Mo's were worlds apart; his attack power could not possibly shake Su Mo's Gang Yuan palm.
"No!" Amidst Hou Jun's startled and furious gaze, the Gang Yuan giant palm snapped shut around him.
Swish!
Su Mo yanked his arm back, instantly pulling Hou Jun right into his grasp before him.
"Su Mo, let me go this instant!" Hou Jun roared, struggling frantically, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from Su Mo's Gang Yuan grip.
"Let you go? Give me a reason to let you go." Su Mo hooked the corner of his mouth into a mocking smile.
"My father is a Sacred Elder! If you dare do anything to me, he will never let you go!" Hou Jun barked fiercely.
"Your father is a Sacred Elder? My master is a Peak Lord!"
Su Mo smiled with disdain, a sudden realization dawning on him. No wonder this fellow was so arrogant and dared to monopolize a training room for so long; his background turned out to be quite extraordinary.
The Sacred Elders of the Heavenly Spirit Sect were all Martial Emperor powerhouses. It was said that there were fewer than twenty Sacred Elders in the entire Heavenly Spirit Sect, and one could easily imagine their status.
Within the Heavenly Spirit Sect, the Nine Great Peak Lords