Qin Hao threw a punch, the Heaven Punishing Fist erupted, colliding with the White Tiger Divine Form.
Boom.
With a loud crash, Ji Hua staggered back, while Qin Hao only trembled slightly.
This made Ji Hua's eyes burst with astonishing radiance; earlier he had used ninety percent of his strength, yet he was still knocked back by Qin Hao.
Bearing a bit of contempt for Qin Hao in his heart, it vanished completely at this moment.
Ji Hua's expression grew solemn, observing Qin Hao like a beast.
"Since I began competing, ninety percent of my enemies were fierce beasts, so I have a very accurate assessment of my opponents' strength. I didn't expect to underestimate you today."
Ji Hua became serious; he was genuinely earnest, without a trace of disdain.
Seeing his demeanor, Qin Hao smiled slightly, "Finally taking it seriously? That's good, but you're still not my match. Go ahead."
