The Qi Sea Drinks Flames, Fire Rolls On

Mo Chen drew a deep breath and began circulating his cultivation art. With a sweep of his broad sleeve, he hurled a massive surge of fire at Bai Weishuang.

Bai Weishuang glanced disdainfully at the fireball Mo Chen had sent blasting toward him. He merely swept a hand across his chest, and nine icicles instantly condensed in midair to meet it.

The icicles formed a nine-palace formation, bearing down with an overbearing momentum as they sought to scatter Mo Chen's flames.

What was this guy playing at?

Could ice spikes scatter a fireball or something?

Mo Chen controlled the flames, scattering them with a whoosh. After slipping around the thrusting icicles, they reconnected into a net, closing in to surround Bai Weishuang.

Just then, Bai Weishuang abruptly vanished from his spot and reappeared beside the icicles.

Their positions switched in an instant.

After using the Ice Escape Technique, Bai Weishuang leaped up and charged toward Mo Chen, swinging his fist.

Mo Chen was slightly startled, but immediately recovered and directed the flames back toward himself to close around his opponent.

Seeing that Bai Weishuang wanted to fight at close quarters, Mo Chen inwardly rejoiced.

A spell cultivator fighting up close? Courting death!

Looks like Bai Weishuang was going to suffer this time.

With that thought, Mo Chen spread his fingers, intending to catch the fist with his palm.

The next instant, fist met palm, and Mo Chen suddenly felt an immense force slam into his body through his left arm.

"Holy shit, how was he this strong?"

Mo Chen knew he had underestimated his opponent.

Seeing his left arm trembling uncontrollably and about to give way, Mo Chen circulated the Flame-Drinking Art at full power. He also cast the Giant Strength Technique on his right fist and swung it at