The Blue Poison Flame Puppet That Fell on the Martial Stage

From the moment the orange flames lit up, the shapeless pile of lava quickly turned into the large lava tiger.

The other seven piles of lava flew toward the large lava tiger and sunk into its body with another roar.

It was as though Lin Yuan's previous attacks had been useless.

Lin Yuan swung his fists around. Recently, he had been so busy with nurturing feys that he had not had the chance to stretch his limbs. He felt much more comfortable now after moving his body.

After hearing what Zong Ze said, Lin Yuan softly replied, "You're right. After 21 punches, all my spirit qi should have been used up."

While Lin Yuan was speaking, something seemed to unlock within him.

Solid spiritual power flowed from inside Lin Yuan's body and whipped up a hurricane on the Martial Stage.