Cultivation

Gilan put away the Laughing Noise Sword and launched a fierce bare-handed attack at the white-haired old man.

He held nothing back, going all out.

In an instant, he threw dozens of punches.

They were mixed with all manner of variations—palm strikes, elbow swings, knife-hands, finger thrusts, and more.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Swish, swish, swish!!

The terrifying force of his punches howled as it tore through the air.

Every strike was delivered with Gilan's full strength.

Even a fourth-tier Long-Lived One of the Shell Spiral, renowned for physical prowess, would inevitably lose ground under such a violent assault in short order—or even die on the spot!

Yet Para supported himself on his white cane with one hand while extending the other. At a speed utterly impossible to follow with the naked eye, he blocked every one of Gilan's attacks using only his bare palm.

Crack!

Bang! Thud!!

Crackle, crackle!!

Para's expression remained calm. Facing the overwhelming barrage of fists and palms, his emotions did not waver in the slightest from beginning to end.

After throwing his one hundred and ninety-eighth punch, Gilan abruptly stepped back, twisted his waist, and whipped out his leg in one fluid motion.

A sudden whipping kick slashed toward the old man's neck like a Sharp Axe.

Boom—

He unleashed Iron Shattering with all his strength!

Para raised his hand, intercepting it a step ahead of time.

Bang!!!

A tremendous boom rang out as a blast wave erupted.

Feeling the mountain-toppling force and explosive power behind it, Para could not help but let out a soft sound of surprise.

In that instant, a layer of red crystal covered Para's palm, spreading all the way to his wrist and absorbing, completely neutralizing, the terrifying force of the kick.

The red crystal on his hand then receded. He