"Have you finally made your move?"
Zhu Wushi maintained his composure as he activated the innate qi within him, unleashing Shaolin's Picking Flower Finger technique in an instant, bursting forth with astonishing force.
Wei Zhongxian smirked slyly, altering his tone, and huskily said, "Divine Marquis's skills are unrivaled. Allow me to learn from you."
With a swift motion, Wei Zhongxian employed the Bone-Transforming Cotton Palm of the Astrology Sect, his palm force soft yet continuous, gradually dispersing Zhu Wushi's energy, dissolving it into nothingness.
"The Bone-Transforming Cotton Palm?"
Zhu Wushi's expression remained unchanged.
He knew his opponent was also a grandmaster, so he didn't hold back, immediately projecting his own mental imagery.
Countless towering snow-capped mountains arose in the ethereal space of his mental imagery, accompanied by a bone-chilling storm that swept through like a tempest, chilling to the bone.