Liu Ming, upon hearing the other party call out his full name, immediately darkened his face. Without a word, his arm moved, and "puff" "puff" he conjured over a dozen black fist shadows, all of which flashed and lunged directly forward.
However, the high temperature of the scarlet flames caused the surrounding void to blur, preventing any of the fist shadows from touching the fiery net, and once again they dissipated into wisps of vapor.
"Liu Ming, the top winner of the Sky Gate Assembly, your reputation is indeed well-deserved. Whether it's your Elemental Spirit Flying Sword or your Dragon-Tiger Hell Technique, both are exceptionally powerful. You were even able to easily slay a True Pill Demonic Beast with merely the cultivation of the Crystalization late phase. But now, no matter how capable you are, being in my Fengqing Mo's hands, you're on a path to certain death," said Fengqing Mo, now setting aside his previous arrogance and speaking with a ferocious look on his face.