Facing a False Nascent Soul powerhouse, Li Yan's spiritual power still lagged far behind his opponent's. Under Wutu's force-infused strike, he could not hold his ground!
Though Li Yan had been sent flying, Wutu's previously somewhat nonchalant expression tightened.
His successive attacks had left his opponent with nowhere to dodge. This was precisely the suppression born of superior strength that he wanted.
Yet although his elbow strike had landed solidly, it had failed to break his opponent's bones and tear his tendons. Instead, his own elbow had gone slightly numb.
Such a powerful body! Is he cultivating both magic and the body?
The instant that thought flashed through his mind, Li Yan, whose body had been flung up by that elbow, twisted strangely in midair and swept a leg toward Wutu's head!
Li Yan's body was now already stronger than that of quite a few False Nascent Soul cultivators. But if his opponent used spiritual power to protect his body, rather than relying solely on physical strength, Li Yan could not fully display his advantage.
Seeing the incoming kick bearing the weight of mountains, Wutu did not meet it head-on this time. His body blurred once more.
Li Yan's kick shattered an afterimage into pieces. Then, an eagle claw abruptly reached out from the void and clutched at the vital point on Li Yan's thigh.
Still in midair, Li Yan suddenly hooked back his leg and drove his bent knee into the eagle claw. They collided in an instant.
Boom!
Borrowing the force of that knee strike, Li Yan's figure vanished again, while Wutu also disappeared like a light breeze.
In less than two breaths, the two had exchanged several lightning-fast blows. Their figures then flickered in and out across the grasslands, rising and falling.
One moment they were nearby;