Even though Luo Hao and Ling Yun both used their powers, neither of them used their full strength.
However, just the aftermath of the sparring caused Mount Lu to tremble and the mountain to shake. Even the weather became more and more dangerous.
"Bang!"
Luo Hao had mastered the Twelve Phoenix Palms to perfection. Ling Yun had never practiced any Chinese martial arts before, so he could only passively receive it with simple punches and kicks.
The five senses of a Godslayer in combat mode would be enhanced to the limit, and their dynamic vision would even be able to see bullets clearly.
However, Luo Hao's martial arts were gentle and exquisite. His raised palm might not even be stirred by the wind.
The fist and palm collided with each other, only producing a series of soft sounds. Just by looking at the surface, it was much weaker than the initial shock.
However, only Ling Yun knew that Luo Hao's every palm strike was powerful enough to shatter rocks and break metal. This seemingly light palm technique was Luo Hao's martial arts technique. There was a hidden universe in his palm. If he was hit, Ling Yun knew that he would definitely not feel better than those rocks.
The beautiful woman's small feet didn't make any sound. It was the complete opposite of the sound that Ling Yun made every time he stepped on the mountain peak.
If she was compared to a butterfly, then Ling Yun was a tiger that had just emerged.
"Your technique is rather clumsy, and there are no rules to speak of. The only thing I can be sure of is that your combat awareness is not bad, but that's all.”
In terms of martial arts and experience, Ling Yun could indeed be considered a junior. He was far inferior to a martial arts grandmaster like Luo Hao.
If both parties were not Godslayers, he would have been defeated by Luo Hao's various unexpected attacks.
There was also a gap between the Godslayers.
Moreover, the difference was not small.
Subconsciously, Ling Yun believed that once Luo Hao got serious, the Demon King Marquis Worban, who was far away in Eastern Europe, wouldn't be a match for her. The current him was even less worth mentioning.
However, the fighting instinct of a God Slayer had long been engraved in his bones.
The fist that contained a huge curse power shattered the huge rock. Countless pieces of gravel rushed straight towards Luo Hao like cannonballs.
The rain of rocks that covered the sky had already made it impossible for her to dodge.
However, how could Luo Hao be an ordinary person?
A beautiful voice rang out in the dust.
The beautiful voice from the girl's mouth turned into a violent demonic wind, forming wind blades that shattered the rocks.
However, more stones fell.
"Ha!"
Seeing this, Luo Hao only spun his body quickly. His two slender arms stretched out left and right, spinning at high speed like a top.
Countless pieces of gravel were sent flying.
Ling Yun grinned. Luo Hao's spinning top wasn't funny at all. Instead, it looked like a butterfly dancing in the air.
"Not bad, you can actually stain my clothes with dust. I originally wanted to let you have three moves, but if you let me have two more moves, I might lose.”Luo Hao said softly and smiled,"So, sister, you have to be serious from now on.”
"Dazzling Yang Yang, dazzling light, heaven and earth, Grand Supreme Elder is in a hurry!”
The curse power in Luo Hao's body rose rapidly once again, and her petite body emitted a mirage like shadow.
Golden particles spread out from his palm and instantly gathered in front of Luo Hao, turning into a golden bald head covered in lumps.
As she spoke, Luo Hao leaped up. The Vajra Malla that appeared in front of her also moved agilely with the girl's body.
"Swift Arrival! The Nine-Headed God Snake Hydra!"
The power of the Spirit of Words spread in the sky.
A huge curse power suddenly rose.
Following Ling Yun's order, the legendary Hydra from Greek mythology roared as it emerged from the void.
In the next second, it collided with Luo Hao's Vajra Malla.
The huge and ferocious monsters were fighting crazily at the peak of Mount Lu, stirring up the clouds and making the disciples of the sacred cult at the foot of the mountain panic.
Ling Yun and Luo Hao had already fought for more than a hundred rounds. It seemed like a draw, but in reality, he was already at a disadvantage.
Although the Godslayer's authority alone was enough to suppress all the heroes and become a king.
However, Ling Yun didn't have many ways to fight against the Godslayer King.
Furthermore, because this was a spar, he couldn't use the Underworld Power. Luo Hao had only used two powers so far.
Right now, Ling Yun's feeling was that he would only regret the lack of books when they were useful.
If they continued to fight, he would only lose.
However, men were more or less concerned about their reputation. Even though Ling Yun knew that it wouldn't be embarrassing for him to lose in front of Luo Hao, he still felt that he couldn't maintain his reputation.
"Buzz!"
The Twilight Sacred Spear conjured by the Book of the Witch was instantly grasped in his hand.
In the next second, the sky and the earth shook again.
Luo Hao, who was just about to attack, stopped in surprise. As a martial arts practitioner and a grandmaster who had walked the path of Dao, Luo Hao felt the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth the most vividly.
Seeing the golden armor attached to Ling Yun's body like a tide, she resonated with the strong thoughts that echoed in the world.
Under the dazzling golden light of the rising sun, the golden holy spear in his right hand was burning with golden flames.
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Thank you for the reward from the big boss of the mortal world.
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