He had the advantage in cultivation realm; if he still could not win like this, how was he supposed to make a name for himself out in the world later?
At this moment, the two sides clashed once more. This time, neither yielded an inch. Every move was a killing strike, with absolutely no mercy shown.
Not the slightest bit of face was spared.
Elsewhere, Li Xiaoyao looked disdainfully at the young man embedded in the ground, the Wind Thunder Twin Hammers slung over his shoulder.
"Get up. Continue. Weren't you pretty arrogant just now? Come on, let me see how many of my hammer blows you can withstand."
Li Xiaoyao said with a look of contempt. This fellow had been so arrogant earlier, but once they actually exchanged blows, he realized the man was nothing special.
He posed no threat to him whatsoever.
"You... you infuriate me to death! Today, I will definitely cut you down!"
Seeing Li Xiaoyao's disdainful expression, the young man below flew into a rage. When had he ever been looked down upon like this?
If he did not kill this man today, his anger would never subside.
With twin blades in hand, he charged at Li Xiaoyao once more. This attack was clearly far sharper than the last.
Li Xiaoyao simply swung a hammer, crushing every one of the man's attacks.
All those flashy tricks were nothing more than a single hammer blow.
"Fuck, how many more formations are there? Just how many formations did you set up?"
Elsewhere, a young man stared at the layers upon layers of formations before him as though he had seen a ghost.
He had already been trapped within these formations for over a hundred breaths. One formation followed another—this was completely treating him as less than human.