Wilde met Ka Wutu halfway. His club once more smashed toward him.

This time, everyone saw it clearly. Wilde’s attack didn’t release any aura, nor were there any spiritual yuan fluctuations. This wasn’t a magical art or Battle Skill. It was a simple, ordinary smash of his club.

This attack contained purely brute force. It was no wonder no one had sensed anything when Wilde had attacked. Even Ka Wutu hadn’t sensed it.

“Die, you brute!” Black Blood Qi twisted around Ka Wutu’s arm. It was like hundreds of black vipers. Ka Wutu had activated the power of his Spirit Blood.

He could tell that Wilde was a brute force fighter. To defeat him, the best way was to use power to defeat power. So he immediately used the power of his Spirit Blood, which released a powerful pressure that caused heaven and earth to rumble. The boulders on the ground shattered from the power.

This was a forbidden kind of power. Everyone...