Just as Liao Wensheng was about to fall off the stage, he stamped his right foot, stopping his descent.
"Fellow Daoist, you have good skills." Liao Wensheng couldn't quite believe this guy dared to use such a risky move.
The wolf-faced masked man gripped the Kanglong mace without speaking.
Their eyes met, and the air around them seemed to freeze.
"The real battle begins now," the tiger-faced masked man said, watching the two on the stage.
Yu Daochen also observed the battle. If it were solely about martial arts, the wolf-faced masked man was indeed superior. However, a match wasn't just about combat; it also involved magic. Some people might be skilled in combat but terrible at magic, while others excelled in magic but faltered in actual combat.
Liao Wensheng's eyes narrowed, and he struck first. With his left hand, he grabbed the giant axe and swung it at the wolf-faced masked man. Simultaneously, his right palm condensed numerous arcs of electricity, aiming for the wolf-faced masked man's head.
Both the tiger-faced masked man and Yu Daochen's expressions shifted slightly.
Yu Daochen spoke directly, "Is that the Five Thunder Palm of the Celestial Master Sect?"
The tiger-faced masked man beside him pondered for several seconds before nodding affirmatively, "Indeed, that is the Thunder Palm of the Celestial Master Sect."
Yu Daochen found it hard to believe. The Five Thunder Palm was one of the Celestial Master Sect's divine techniques; how could Liao Wensheng know it?
Seeing Liao Wensheng charge at him, the wolf-faced masked man did not retreat but attacked. He raised the Kanglong mace to block Liao Wensheng's axe swing. At the same time, his other hand condensed, and sharp claws grew from his fingertips, clashing head-on with Liao Wensheng's Five Thunder Palm.
The two forces stalemated in their palms. A white smoke emerged from the wolf-faced masked man's palm, as if it had been burned.
The wolf-faced masked man's expression turned grim. His body was particularly vulnerable to lightning-based magic, and this fellow happened to know the Five Thunder Palm.
With a simultaneous exertion of force, both were repelled. The wolf-faced masked man steadied himself, exhaling softly, white smoke still rising from his palm.
Liao Wensheng stood firm. Seeing the white smoke emanating from the wolf-faced masked man's palm, he secretly rejoiced, realizing his guess was correct.
During their last encounter, he had noticed the man deliberately avoiding his Five Thunder Palm. Now, it seemed his suspicion was confirmed: the man feared lightning-based magic.
Yu Daochen carefully studied the wolf-faced masked man on the stage, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Knowing the wolf-faced masked man feared lightning magic, Liao Wensheng's electric arcs became more than five times stronger than before. He then flung the giant axe in his other hand towards the edge of the stage.
The giant axe struck the ground heavily, its blade embedding itself in the bluestones.
Seeing this, the wolf-faced masked man let out a soft snort. He glanced at Yu Daochen below the stage, then tossed the Kanglong mace. Simultaneously, he condensed a ball of red gas in his hand, his eyes narrowing as he focused on Liao Wensheng.
Yu Daochen caught the Kanglong mace. It was only in the hands of that fellow that the Kanglong mace could truly unleash its power.
Liao Wensheng stomped his foot, the electric arcs in his hand emitting a mournful roar. The surrounding air condensed as the Five Thunder Palm was directed towards the wolf-faced masked man's chest.
The wolf-faced masked man let out a soft hum, showing no fear as he condensed his red gas-filled palm and met the attack head-on.
*Bang!*
The two forces collided, a wave of energy blowing towards the audience below. Both were repelled, but it was clear Liao Wensheng had the upper hand.
Yu Daochen watched the clash of their palms, marveling, "Is this the true power of the Five Thunder Palm? This surpasses anything I've known. It's incomparable to Qiangzi's Five Thunder Palm."
The tiger-faced masked man, seeing Yu Daochen's awestruck expression, scoffed, "It's just average. The Five Thunder Palm, when cultivated to perfection, is indeed powerful. But if we're talking about power, the Tian Gan Palm from the Five Elements Arts is no less potent than the Five Thunder Palm."
Although the tiger-faced masked man wasn't looking at Yu Daochen, it was evident his words were directed at him.
Yu Daochen looked at the tiger-faced masked man. Since this fellow dared to speak so confidently, he must have a deep understanding of the Five Elements Arts. If it were him, he might not even be able to withstand Liao Wensheng's first palm, let alone the second.
On the stage, Liao Wensheng steadied himself, secretly pleased. It seemed this guy truly feared the Five Thunder Palm.
The wolf-faced masked man exhaled softly. Liao Wensheng seized the opportunity and, condensing electric arcs, struck towards the wolf-faced masked man's chest again.
Seeing the Five Thunder Palm aimed at him, the wolf-faced masked man could only condense his red gas to block it.
Another palm clash ensued, and the wolf-faced masked man was directly repelled. Liao Wensheng seized the chance, condensing electric arcs in his hand and aiming for the wolf-faced masked man's head.
"You lose!" Liao Wensheng's lips curved upwards. With this palm strike, the opponent was sure to be defeated.
Suddenly, the wolf-faced masked man took a small glass tube of red liquid from his pocket. He lifted his mask slightly and downed the red liquid.
Just as Liao Wensheng's palm was five centimeters from the wolf-faced masked man's face, the latter raised his hand and grabbed Liao Wensheng's Five Thunder Palm.
"Oh really? Did you truly think knowing my weakness would be enough to defeat me?" As the wolf-faced masked man finished speaking, the aura around his body suddenly surged.
Hu Die Lan