Facing the tempestuous onslaught of Qin Yuehai, Michael remained calm, directly confronting him head on.
The terrifying pressure of a god-transforming power, one that could change the color of the heavens and earth, did not instill the slightest fear in him. Instead, he had a feeling: a god-transforming being was nothing more than this!
Qin Yuehai had lost his memory, possibly forgetting all the boxing methods, palm methods, and sword methods he had mastered. However, these techniques had already been integrated into his instincts and naturally manifested themselves.
Boom! Boom! Boom——
The two of them clashed palms tens of times. Spotting an opening, Michael landed a punch on Qin Yuehai's chest.
Qin Yuehai groaned and retreated two steps. Each step back he took caused the ground to shake violently, leaving behind a depressed footprint.
Taking advantage of this, Michael pursued the attack and pounced on his adversary.