Qin Yi couldn't help feeling a bit more respect for Yue Liuzhi; at the very least, this man had a broad mind and could tolerate things others couldn't. An average person being played with like this would've started cursing their head off long ago.
Yue Liuzhi laughed. "Come, continue."
Qin Yi gave a slight nod, then suddenly spun around, blasting out a punch. With a bang, a Longsword condensed from air was shattered by that one punch.
Yue Liuzhi's hands formed a seal.
In an instant, all kinds of weapons condensed from air—saber, spear, sword, halberd, axe, tomahawk, hook, fork—came flying at Qin Yi from all directions.
Qin Yi neither dodged nor retreated, his fists pouring out like a storm.
"Boom, boom…!"
A pair of fists like Purple Crystal Stone, indestructible; all incoming weapons were smashed to pieces.
All of a sudden, Qin Yi stomped down hard with his foot. With a loud bang, the ground exploded and he shot up into midair.
