"Then we'll see what you're capable of," Wen Qingye said lightly.
Wang Jie immediately stopped talking. He stomped forward, and the Primordial Qi under his feet erupted outward like a hurricane.
"Divine Power Heavenly Thunder Palm, Fifth Form!"
Wang Jie thrust out his palm. An amber-colored hand crossed through layers of Primordial Qi, carrying overwhelming power and the might of a sudden thunderclap as it shot toward Wen Qingye. It had to be said that Wang Jie's strength was far superior to Wang Chong's; the way the two of them executed this same palm strike was worlds apart.
"Celestial Star Unrivaled!"
Wen Qingye suddenly extended a fist, pushing it forward slowly. As his fist moved, a star—hazy and indistinct—appeared behind him. The star emanated an ancient, boundless aura as it flickered in the void.
Wen Qingye's eyes glinted. With a low shout, his seemingly simple and unadorned fist tore through the air, carrying a terrifying aura.
BOOM!
