Ling Han did not pursue.
He was indeed stronger than Ping Xinghai, but this superiority was limited. Furthermore, there was a time restraint to using Heavenly Venerable Seals. If he could not suppress the other party in a short period of time, he himself would be falling into a disadvantage instead.
Ling Han shook his head. It could not be helped. Who asked him not to have mastered a higher-level Heavenly Venerate Technique?
He should improve his Fists of Fury so that it would correspond to his strength. Since he had already walked out a path of his own, he naturally should also create a corresponding technique.
In this instant, Ling Han was slightly distracted, thinking about how he was going to fuse Fists of Fury with this unique path that he had walked.
He shivered, and regained his wits.
