In terms of pure explosive power, Su Xin was not much inferior to Zhongli Yan now.
The fact that his Natural Enemy Finger could block Zhongli Yan's Heaven-Cleaving Divine Finger was proof enough.
Now, facing Su Xin's Sword Twenty-Three, even if Zhongli Yan could break through Su Xin's heaven-shaking sword domain, he still could not completely disregard the might of this sword.
Zhongli Yan stepped forward at close range, endless divine light rising behind him, making him resemble a demon god.
He raised his palm like a blade, and heaven and earth were instantly torn apart and divided. Whether sword intent or the very world itself, all were cleaved in two by this strike!
Rather than retreating, Su Xin advanced. Innate Formless Sword Qi instantly enveloped him as he threw a punch. Endless transformations unfolded within it; his fist split mountains and rivers, his combat intent reaching its ultimate extreme!
The two exchanged several moves, their initial clash of force turning into a close entanglement. Though the martial artists below lacked the eyesight to determine victory or defeat, it was clear enough that the two were evenly matched.
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Zhongli Yan performing like this was only to be expected, but the strength Su Xin displayed was truly astonishing.
The more they fought, the braver they became. Su Xin had nearly driven every ounce of his strength to its limit, yet even so, he could not see the slightest chance of victory.
Zhongli Yan's strength was not something an ordinary Yang Spirit Realm martial artist like the Su Family Ancestor could compare with. Without using consumables, in a head-on fight like this, Su Xin's chances of winning were less than thirty percent.
Just as Su Xin was considering whether he needed to use a