Golden Crow Moon Eater. Roaming the Night. The Sabre Misses.

Wang Xiongqiao took in a breath of air and channelled his true qi in his entire body. The atmosphere that had turned unbelievably dry, suddenly returned to normal when he separated his palms a little, while his internal energy that was incredible enough to alter the atmosphere was collected into his hands. Wang Xiongqiao slowly moved his hands as if he was rubbing an invisible round ball of powerful qi.

Jin Wangsun looked into the distance. Despite being many yards away, he could sense the danger of the ball of qi. That was a potent collection of lightning energy with the qi condensed. In terms of physical properties, true qi that has been condensed is naturally more potent and destructive. Jin Wangsun had no means of knowing how Wang Xiongqiao managed to condense such unique true qi together so densely and maintain it for so long without letting it disperse, despite the vast knowledge of Gold and Silver Sect.

'Forbidden Lightning Wind lives up to its reputation as one of the Three Fists and Five Palms supreme arts of the pugilistic world.'

Jin Wangsun silently praised his opponent's martial arts prowess and tightened his grip on his belt. He lamented that there were many skilled fighters in the world and how it would be a long journey to research all of the martial arts in the world. He recalled how he met another overwhelmingly strong fighter in the Imperial Palace, turning him into a large golden vat. He had ordered a search for him, but still hasn't found him.

Jin Wangsun held his belt with his left hand and held his sabre with his right hand. He held his sabre up horizontally and channelled his aura.

Wang Xiongqiao strike with one palm!

Wang Xiongqiao's strike was violent. The lightning gathered in his hand emitted a sound akin to oil boiling in a pan, which was enough to numb one's ears. He blasted the ball of true qi through his palm strike