Force Release, Stance, Beast Form, and even Divine Intent...
The techniques the two men executed were strikingly similar. Outsiders might not have noticed the familiar feeling of a shared lineage, but as one of the combatants, Peng Weishan felt it deeply.
Furthermore, he had a vague sense that Zhao Xuanqi's Beast Form was a cut above his own in every respect.
'Is it because of his skill? Or is the technique itself stronger? Or perhaps, both?'
Peng Weishan abruptly vibrated the muscles all over his body, creating an explosive crack as he struck the air. The recoil instantly halted his backward momentum. At the same time, he stomped his back foot on the ground, his waist and back arching as his robust muscles fully expanded, making his frame even more terrifying.
Simultaneously, his aura seemed to transform into that of a colossal bear holding up the heavens, and he suddenly unleashed a frightening Force.
Rivers suspended, seas overturned!
