This punch was too terrifying, absolutely capable of instantly killing anyone below the Four Heavenly Pride.
"Fire Dragon Fist!"
Yet, Crown Prince Tianhuo remained calm, not afraid. A Fire Dragon coiled around his right arm behind him, forming Fire Dragon Armor. Fire Attribute Spiritual Power roared, surging forward.
When the fists collided, the entire space was unstable.
Even the Spirit Communication Realm referee's pupils shrank sharply, his expression solemn as he looked toward the center of the arena.
Boom!
Violent energy overflowed and then quickly dissipated.
"You're too weak, is this your strength?" Ba Wuji said, one hand behind his back, his expression domineering.
"Eight Desolate Fire Dragon, suppress!"
The Fire Dragon Map behind Crown Prince Tianhuo radiated light, columns of flames surged into the sky, dyeing the entire sky fire-red.
The void twisted as if it were about to melt.
Eight Fire Dragons roared, circling to suppress Ba Wuji.
"Bring it on!"
