Golden light danced chaotically, and leaves tumbled down—a dazzling array of attacks accompanied by the nimble shadow of the caster. Every disciple watching by the side, without exception, inhaled a sharp breath of cold air. The speed that brought heaven and earth asunder, the movement technique as exquisite as a blooming flower, and the unstoppable momentum of the attacks were enough to convince all the disciples.
After the Golden Sacred Martial Spear technique was performed, Liu Mou took a deep breath and stood nonchalantly near the wooden post. His Silver Dragon Spear also transformed into a ray of golden light and disappeared into the air.
When the dust settled, the disciples could finally see the effects of Liu Mou's onslaught. The wooden post, which was originally smooth, now bore a fine crack and even showed signs of collapsing. This meant that if Liu Mou were to strike again, the post would completely shatter.