Old Dog

Upon entering the Core Formation Realm, it was not merely one's sinews, bones, skin, and flesh that changed, but also the breath of true qi stored within the Golden Core.

Yet compared with the Four Hall-Entering Realms, a Core Formation Realm martial artist's true qi was somewhat stretched thin, both in quantity and quality.

Thus, when Core Formation Realm martial artists faced enemies, they were exceedingly cautious about when to employ their true qi.

As the old monk threw this punch, the air around his fist visibly warped.

Clearly.

This move had thoroughly drawn upon the true qi within his Martial Dao Golden Core.

Yet.

The girl had no intention of evading. She casually tossed aside the broken hilt and threw a punch of her own.

The old monk was so furious that he laughed instead.

This little girl probably had no idea how formidable body-tempering techniques were.

Though his Four Truths Golden Body was only Half-Step Body Tempering, the toughness of his arms and limbs was scarcely inferior to that of a true body-tempering technique.

Even if her strength exceeded his, so what?

It was like an egg colliding with a stubborn rock. No matter how great the egg's force, the instant the two met, the egg could only shatter.

With that thought, killing intent burst from the old monk's eyes, and his fist sped up by another thirty percent!

The next instant.

One large and one small, one withered and one fair.

The two fists crashed together head-on!

Bang—!

The instant they made contact.

The old monk's face turned green.

How was that possible?

The sight of her skin splitting and flesh tearing that he had imagined never appeared.

Instead, enormous force surged through his arm and crashed into his body, nearly leaving him unable to catch his