"What a Zhao Yi of Linghua Island!"
Qin Wuya spat out a mouthful of blood, then wiped the corner of his mouth.
"I thought everyone in the Yunsha Sea Region besides Zhao Xinghe was nothing but clay chickens and pottery dogs. To think another body cultivator like you would emerge! I may be wounded, but you didn't have an easy time under my Gilt-Gold Hammers either!"
Qin Wuya looked at Zhao Yi with a smile and spoke slowly.
"If you want to fight, fight. If not, admit defeat. Why waste so much breath?"
Zhao Yi sent his Battle Halberd through a stylish spin and pointed it at Qin Wuya, speaking with a smile.
"Still talking tough. Time to get serious!"
With that, Golden Light Script faintly appeared on Qin Wuya's face. His muscles rapidly swelled, radiating golden light, and his eight-foot frame seemed to grow taller still. He struck his twin hammers together before his chest. Clang! It rang out like a great bell!
Whoosh!
A streak of golden light flashed past, and Qin Wuya was already beside Zhao Yi. He moved so quickly that Zhao Yi only had time to raise his halberd to block.
Boom!
It sounded like a thunderclap.
"Good!"
Zhao Yi roared. No longer concealing his great accomplishment of Spirit Drawing cultivation, he unleashed pure magical power that surged into the heavens. Then he became a streak of earthen-yellow light and tangled with Qin Wuya! Thunder rolled and explosions rang out without pause!
At that moment, neither the rogue cultivators below nor the Spirit Attraction Stage cultivators on either side could see the figures within. They could only see two streaks of light locked in combat.
On the third level of Fubo Pavilion's merchant ship.
The three Daoists watched the two figures fighting in the water