Wu que might have been practicing some mental cultivation method related to the Zen sect, which could be seen from his face. Each of his moves was accompanied by a golden glow, making him look like a golden Buddha statue in a temple.
At the thought of this, Li Tian's expression turned serious. It seemed that Wu que was not an ordinary person. He must have inherited some kind of inheritance. He couldn't be careless.
Just as Li Tian was deep in thought, Arhat Wu que suddenly changed the gesture of his palms and pushed Li Tian forward with all his might. A dazzling golden light shot out from the center of his palms, and the aura around him soared.
Li Tian snorted coldly and quickly activated his Energy Center. The ice-blue sword in his right arm suddenly became more and more realistic. Under the scorching sun, it flashed with a cold light. He jumped up and used the tip of the sword to block Wu que's palm.
