Both men were deeply skilled, and from the very start, they employed the unparalleled martial arts of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
In an instant, the wind howled like countless sharp blades frantically slicing through the air, producing a piercing 'whoosh' sound.
Waves of energy rolled like surging tides, one after the other, lifting the muddy water from the ground several meters high, forming murky water columns.
Their figures appeared and disappeared in the wind and rain, with each clash causing the surrounding air to tremble incessantly, producing a dull 'buzzing' sound as the air groaned in agony under the powerful palm force.
After more than ten exchanges, Zhong Renwang was secretly astounded and couldn't help but exclaim, "To think that at such a young age, you wield the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms so skillfully, each move and form not inferior to mine at all! No wonder you were able to defeat Xie Luo Jia. Today, our Beggar Gang must measure strength with you!"
