Xuan Nan saw Fang Bai's attacks coming like a tide, almost crazily, and faintly guessed what he was thinking—he intended to find Fang Bai's flaw and defeat him so that both sides could rest.
However, Fang Bai's combat strength was not much weaker than his, with each move as ferocious as the last, True Yuan grandly enveloping everything about; Xuan Nan for a moment couldn't find a good opportunity to win with a single strike. Instead, if he was not careful, he could be defeated.
"This young benefactor Fang, treating me as a practice target!"
A wry smile emerged on the corner of Xuan Nan's mouth, and, with no other choice, he concentrated and put forth his full effort to respond.
Two Heaven Level masters, their figures separating and joining on the stone platform, fists and feet constantly colliding, the sounds of tiger's roar and thunder occasionally emanating, as well as the rumbling sound of stone chunks being smashed and scattered into the air.
