Tang Shi-Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly. "What a move, Thousand Hands of Wuqing! You do have some skill! Then take another move from me!"
With that, Tang Shi-Jiu struck out fiercely, unleashing the second form of the Tang Clan Hidden Weapon Art—Hurricane Stance. Streams of fierce true energy gathered within his circular hidden weapon as he leaped into the air. A powerful hurricane force instantly rose in the sky.
It violently swept up the surrounding dust and sand. From within the sandy whirlwind, countless needle-like hidden weapons shot forth like grains of dust, surging out in a swarm.
Dust and sand billowed wherever they passed, concealing the dense flying needles within. The entire cloud of sand took on a dark, inky hue, all of it containing deadly poison as it roared toward Wuqing with terrifying force!
Wuqing remained cold and expressionless. He once again used Thousand Hands of Wuqing, and a perfected ice intent suddenly erupted. His hands struck out like those of a thousand-armed Bodhisattva, sending forth another great expanse of swift, freezing needles.
They tore rifts through the void, faintly merging with the fragments of space as they charged toward the incoming attack with overwhelming might!
Bang! Bang! Bang!...
A series of violent collisions rang out as their hidden weapons clashed in midair once more, bursting with fierce sparks and tearing crack after crack through the surrounding void.
A storm faintly rose between them, drawing everything nearby into its grasp and destroying it all. Its power was immense!
During the exchange, Wuqing's eyes sharpened. As though he had found an opening, he suddenly moved, his slender fingers slowly producing a fine needle.
With a casual flick, the entire needle appeared transparent white, like an ice needle. It flickered in and out of sight in the void as it