Han Yonghui did not immediately deploy his trump card.
Uncertain of Li Qiankun's true strength, he began by testing with a commonplace Third Grade Spell, "Flying Sand Sword Qi."
Rip!
A torrent of sword qi, akin to flowing sand, was unleashed at a notable speed. Li Qiankun, following his prior deductions, took a step to the left and swung his right hand down in a palm strike, executing the Fourth Grade Spell "Crimson Rock Palm," forcefully smashing it down.
Bang!
The Flying Sand Sword Qi was instantly shattered.
Han Yonghui's attack was effortlessly neutralized in such a manner.
"Such impressive foresight! Is this just a coincidence, or is it Brother Li Qiankun's talent?"
Han Yonghui was taken aback.
Without hesitation, he cast another Fourth Grade Spell named "Flying Heavenly Divine Swallow," creating dozens of sword qi that combined in pairs, resembling the scissor-like tails of swallows.
Whoosh!
They merged into a single strike, hurtling towards Li Qiankun.
