*BOOM*
The fist landed straight into the palms.
Ling Tian gritted his teeth and took the hit. The force ravaged all over his body and he slid on the ground, leaving marks on the ground. The dust settled and everyone saw Ling Tian standing there with the cold face.
He is panting heavily and a fresh strain of blood started dripping down his lips.
He looked at Theron who is coming for a second blow. This time, Ling Tian blocked the attack with a shield he conjured and once again slid on the ground. He went on the defensive for the next ten moves or so.
Everyone looked at the scene in awe. Ling Tian is getting exhausted. That weird energy that most people there are unfamiliar with is strong. Stronger than what they expected as they saw Ling Tian being dominated.
At least he appeared so.
After the ten odd moves, he started puking blood. His body is shaking.
