"Get lost!"
A punch exploded, the air crackling.
As the punch collided with the claw blade, the entire arm of the Black Tide Blood Slave shattered into black mist.
But its assault did not end, as the mist claw regrouped for another attack.
Upon initial contact, Yu Chuan's confidence soared.
He already knew the answer to the earlier question.
This Black Tide Demonic Spirit is definitely not his match.
It's the combat experience gained from sparring with a similarly powered Jile Warrior in the Ah Le Training Camp.
Whether he can win is clear upon first contact.
His physical fitness attributes are far superior to the opponent's.
Once more, dispersing the mist claw of the Black Tide Demonic Spirit, Yu Chuan did not give it a moment to breathe.
He stepped in close, the ground cracking beneath his feet, his right leg sweeping like a battle axe, with Gang Qi concentrated at the leg blade forming a crimson blade light.
Crack!
