```
It truly was a great monster enraged.
Ye Chen summoned all his focus, knowing that in a duel between experts, every little bit was a matter of life and death.
With a loud shout, he forced his own energy out.
Pan Jianglong was somewhat incredulous, refusing to believe this youngster could be so invincible. How could it be possible? Internal Power naturally deepens with age, and this he understood very well. An eighteen-year-old youth, no matter how profound, would still be limited by experience.
But what he didn't know was that with the help of both the Red Demonic Spirit and the Black Demonic Spirit, Ye Chen's Internal Power was in no way inferior to his opponent's.
Energy surged over like a torrent, resembling an immense army bearing down.
Ye Chen calmed himself. He couldn't be hasty; he wanted to see just how much he had improved during this period.
