Once again repelled by the Divine Fire of the Sun, Ming Baixuan's gaze toward Lu Chuan began to turn sharp.
"I did underestimate you; I did not expect you to have some capabilities, but that's all you have."
His fists collided, producing a cracking sound.
Then, he quickly walked toward Lu Chuan.
"Hmph, it's just mere flames; I have ways to deal with you!"
Then, Ming Baixuan charged toward Lu Chuan again, taking the initiative in their three consecutive exchanges, nearly every time attacking first.
Lu Chuan knew that the initiative was in his hands; his Realm strength was higher than his own, so if he acted rashly, any exposed flaw could easily put him at a disadvantage.
Ming Baixuan charged toward Lu Chuan with such speed that electric currents appeared on his arms and legs.
His fist, now carrying electric currents, swung toward Lu Chuan's chest.
"Die!"
His electric-imbued fist hammered down toward Lu Chuan.