"Come." Compared to Ren Feng's unending stream of words before battle, Li Yunmu said only one word and simply gestured at him with his hand. "You think too highly of yourself and will have to pay the price for it."
Li Yunmu's indifferent words enraged his opponent. Ren Feng made a grab in the air, and a fierce battle spear appeared in his hand.
"I want to see whether your tortoise shell is stronger or if my heavenly wolf spear is sharper. Eight Heavenly Wolf Steps, break for me."
Instantly, Ren Feng rushed over in small, quick steps according to a special rhythm. With each step, the intense pressure emitting from his body increased by another notch. The flux energy moving around his body began to congeal until it firmly formed over the top of heavenly wolf spear.
When he completed the seven steps, above his heavenly wolf spear, an astral tip formed. It seemed to be pulling all the light in the vicinity toward itself.
