"Kid, you're digging your own grave!"
A pair of chubby palms, as large as cattail fans, turned crimson—like two blood-colored grinding wheels—stirring the air currents as they fiercely bombed towards Lu Qing's body.
Roar!
Faced with the ferocious strike from the grand monk, Lu Qing remained expressionless, not even showing an intent to dodge.
The sounds of tigers roaring and dragons chanting arose from his body once more. Clenching his fists, his pair emitting a white jade-like luster, he used the technique "Double Dragon Out to Sea," stamping them onto the grand monk's crimson palms.
Boom!
As fist and palm collided, a powerful strong energy instantly swept throughout the surroundings.
The grand monk's palms, being several times larger than Lu Qing's fists, seemingly had the advantage.
However, the moment Lu Qing's fists stamped on his palms, the grand monk's face changed instantly.
He felt a profound depth of strength being transmitted from Lu Qing's fists.
