Sublimation

"Qin Yang, this isn't the strength you should have!!!"

"How did you become so weak?!"

"This isn't the Qin Yang I know!!!"

"You've disappointed me too much!"

E'gu did not pursue him. He stood where he was, roaring emotionally.

"Cough, cough, cough. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Qin Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled. "The battle only begins now."

As he spoke.

His gaze gradually turned hollow, as though it had lost its focus.

"Yes, this is the Qin Yang I know."

E'gu grinned and charged at Qin Yang once more.

All six of his arms launched fierce, berserk attacks, engulfing Qin Yang.

Qin Yang had entered an extreme state of combat. There was not a single thought in his mind; he was fighting entirely on instinct.

This was the Unfettered Willpower Art!

To make up for his disadvantage, he needed reaction speed pushed to the absolute limit.

Their punches and kicks came too fast, turning into swathes of afterimages. Every collision unleashed a piercing howl of wind.

"Kill!"

With the Unfettered Willpower Art's ultimate reactions, Qin Yang barely blocked E'gu's assault.

The Turtle-Snake Qi circulated wildly within him as he pushed the Arhat Fist to its utmost limit.

The Arhat Fist was said to be a third-rate martial art.

Yet in Qin Yang's hands, it appeared ancient and majestic, truly like an Arhat descending into the world—unyieldingly fierce, intent on suppressing E'gu.

The battle became exceptionally violent and intense.

The hotel floor was paved with large ceramic tiles.

Now, it could no longer withstand the force of their clash and continuously cracked apart and exploded.

Rumble!!

Everything in the lobby was destroyed wherever the two of them fought.

The battle was too fierce and its pace too fast. Qin Yang felt