Luo Chengxuan forcefully circulated his True Essence, suppressing his churning Qi-Blood and steadying his slightly trembling body.
He looked down at his palm, then raised his eyes to look at the calm and composed Chen Qing opposite him. Shock surged in his heart like a tidal wave.
He still had his trump card Divine Secret Technique uncast, but his opponent had similarly not even used the Profound Dragon Spear on his back. The terrifying Power and Condensing True Essence contained in that punch just now had made him clearly realize that even if he used his Secret Technique, his chances of winning were extremely slim. If he continued to entangle himself, he would only lose more miserably and become a laughingstock.
