Xing Que’s weapon was called the Red-Sun War-God Halberd. Combined with his tall and sturdy frame, his attacks naturally carried an explosive quality to them.

“Star Cleaver Art!” A battle art that sought to cut down stars, it was an overbearing move that suited Xing Que’s battle style — a complete contrast to Chen Hao’s Cosmic Brilliante Sword Art.

One was domineering, one was beautiful.

If they weren’t both male, they would probably have had one of those arranged marriages. Although they weren’t sweethearts, seeing his brother heavily injured still left Xing Que furious, increasing the power behind every swing of his halberd.

“Li Tianming! You will end up worse than him, mark my words!” Xing Que snarled.

“Don’t brag so much! You’re just showing how scared now.” Li Tianming hovered in mid-air. With the Temporal Field up, he was unbeatable. After all, Xing Que wasn’t that much stronger than Wei Guohao or Chen Hao.

But Li Tianming, well, he was waaaaayyyy stronger!

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