"Exactly. Words count for nothing; strength settles the matter," Jia Kong said. "You certainly have some nerve, brat. Had you fled in time just now, this old man might not have been able to stop you. Now it's too late to run. I've seen plenty of self-proclaimed young geniuses like you. Even those few hailed as the most outstanding of your generation, Sword God Yi and the rest, amount to little in this old man's eyes. There's no room here for juniors like you to run wild. Train for a few more years before you think of competing with old fellows like us."
With that, Jia Kong moved, vanishing from where he stood.
Huang Xiao abruptly thrust a palm forward. A fierce blast of palm force rang out with a bang as Jia Kong appeared before him, blocked it with one palm, then swiftly countered with a blast of his own.
"Good. Let me see just how much strength you, the Heaven-Splitting Palm, possess," Huang Xiao called out.
As he spoke, Huang Xiao shifted his feet and swiftly evaded Jia Kong's palm force.
"You dodged once. Do you think you can dodge a second time?" Jia Kong was entirely unconcerned that his strike had missed.
He followed close on Huang Xiao's heels, his aura swelling considerably. The aura around his palms in particular grew even more powerful.
The Heaven-Splitting Palm was the supreme technique that had made Jia Kong famous.
Thus, weapons were not his forte; palm techniques were.
"Brat, if you don't draw your saber now, you won't get another chance," Yu Du shouted from nearby.
Huang Xiao snorted coldly, ignoring Yu Du's words.
His unarmed skills were not poor either. The Fourth Form of the Heavenly Demon Demon Saber Techniques was not necessarily more powerful than his fists