The Armless God of War?!

Tang San and the others watched this scene, anticipation flickering in their eyes.

This was Dai Mubai's Divine Skill. Even if Qian Daoliu had become a god, he might not necessarily be able to withstand it!

Yet Qian Daoliu merely shook his head slightly. There was not the slightest hint of panic on his face; instead, he seemed perfectly composed.

He slowly extended his right hand, his palm facing the incoming God of War Blazing Light Wave. Golden divine power gathered in his palm, forming a small shield of light.

Dai Mubai watched helplessly as Qian Daoliu's hand approached his Divine Skill, his heart filled with shock.

He could not believe that Qian Daoliu actually intended to catch the God of War Blazing Light Wave with his hand!

However, an even more astonishing sight appeared.

Qian Daoliu gently pressed his palm against the God of War Blazing Light Wave. That incomparably powerful Divine Skill actually froze in midair, unable to advance even an inch!

"Can this little trick of condensing divine power into a ball and firing it directly really be called a Divine Skill?"

Qian Daoliu shook his head disdainfully and suddenly clenched his five fingers.

Crack!

The milky-white sphere of light was instantly crushed, turning into wisps of white mist that dispersed into the air without leaving even a ripple behind.

"Impossible! How could my Divine Skill be broken so easily?!"

Dai Mubai's face was filled with disbelief as he staggered several steps back.

"You are weak, far too weak..."

"I truly do not know how you had the nerve to call yourself the God of War."

Qian Daoliu shook his head. There was a trace of regret in his tone, but far more mockery.

"Bastard! Today, I'll show you that I, Dai Mubai, am not someone to