Thunderlord crossed his arms, and the muscles on his forearms bulged like a coiled Dragon.
Bang! Bang!
The collision of flesh against flesh was dull and loud.
The flesh and blood on the Thunder monarch's arms immediately exploded, turning into a bloody mess. The huge impact force made his legs slide back on the ground, and this was exactly what Battle God wanted. He seized the gap between Thunderlord's retreat and launched a fierce attack as fast as Thunder.
When experts exchanged blows, they relied on stacking their advantages to determine the final victory.
In this regard, the God of combat was a well-deserved master. Among the ten gods of baoze, no one was his opponent in combat skills.
Thunderlord parried while listening to the whistling sonic booms in his ears. His eardrums were shaken, and his hearing was reduced.
