"Tu Tianmo..." Zhou Bai, while unleashing his Primordial Spirit power, said contentedly, "You're very good. Only with such spirit and such armor are you worthy of me taking you seriously for a moment."
"I'll give you a chance then. If you can withstand my three strikes without defeat, I'll let you step down safely, otherwise don't blame me for killing you on the spot."
"Defeat me in three strikes?" Tu Tianmo sneered upon hearing this, but he secretly activated his Primordial Spirit power to its full defensive potential.
Across the way, Zhou Bai thought to himself, 'Let's start with my weakest yet most flexible attack of Primordial Spirit to probe what exactly you are relying on.'
"Watch out, here I come."
Before Zhou Bai's words had finished, he saw a pale Primordial Spirit power soar into the sky, turning into a giant palm that fiercely slapped towards Tu Tianmo's towering figure of over ten meters.
