"Hah!" Li Xiaoya roared, golden light blazing all over his body. He began circling the Black Armor man at tremendous speed, yet showed no sign of attacking him. Faster and faster he moved, until he became a golden whirlwind. Even the cultivators' eyesight, far sharper than an ordinary person's, could no longer make out his figure.
"Hah!" Li Xiaoya suddenly threw a punch. To the onlookers, it looked as though punches were coming from every direction at once.
Bam, bam, bam, bam!
All they heard was a frantic crackling barrage as his fists rained down on the Black Armor man.
"Aaargh!" The Black Armor man screamed again and again, spewing great mouthfuls of pitch-black demonic qi as his swollen body rapidly shriveled.
Bam! Whoosh, whoosh! Li Xiaoya threw one final punch, and the golden whirlwind vanished. His figure became a streak of golden light that traced an S-shaped flight path through the air, returning to Zhang Hong's side in an instant, as though he had never lifted a finger.
"Aaargh!" The Black Armor man's entire body had shrunk by a full size. Li Xiaoya had actually beaten the magic power he meant to detonate right out of him through sheer force. More terrifying still, Li Xiaoya had controlled his strength so precisely that the man was still alive.
The surrounding disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Church stared, mouths agape. Such a divine ability lay completely beyond their understanding of what a Core Condensation Stage cultivator could perform. Could Li Xiaoya actually be a Golden Core Stage Cultivator? The eyes of the cultivators who had been glaring at him began to flicker, their faces turning rather pale.
"Huh? Wasn't this fellow going to blow himself up? Why didn't he?" Zhou Xiaoya had just directed the giant bird to spit out its