The Battle with Xiong Zhuangzhuang

At the outset of their confrontation, Xu Yi felt somewhat restrained against Xiong Zhuangzhuang.

However, she swiftly discerned his tactics and began to counterattack.

The disciplinary ruler emitted a dark radiance as wave after wave of black spirit blades slashed towards Xiong Zhuangzhuang.

His fists swung rapidly through the air, the clash of the spirit blades against his fists, the shattering sound, and the whistling of the fist wind intertwined, creating invisible waves.

Xiong Zhuangzhuang’s thick eyebrows gradually furrowed.

“I can’t afford to continue this way, my spiritual power will be completely depleted.”

Without hesitation, he fiercely collided his fists together, emanating a heavy aura.

Before Xu Yi could react, her body crashed onto the ground, leaving cracked marks beneath her feet.

“This is…”

Xu Yi struggled to lift her head, her gaze flickering as she attempted to take a step forward.