Watching Zhou Teng spin towards him, Huang Xiaolong's face remained cold. His right fist blasted out, unleashing a Crash Fist straight ahead, instantly sending Zhou Teng flying out.
Zhou Teng's body spun uncontrollably like a turtle flipped on its back, continuously spiraling backwards in mid-air.
Zhou Teng landed on the arena floor and kept retreating.
At that moment, Huang Xiaolong's Demon Wings unfurled behind him, and in an instant, he was in front of Zhou Teng, his eyes icy as he fiercely palmed out with his right hand.
"Imprisoning God Palm!"
A circular Golden Ring Handprint appeared once more, hurtling towards Zhou Teng through the air.
Zhou Teng's face was filled with panic, and there was no time left to dodge. His body surged with black light, the sacred character on the turtle shell on his back flickered, and he twisted his body, but Huang Xiaolong's Imprisoning God Palm struck the turtle shell.
