Mysterious energy

"Ling Han, you are still the original you, and I am no longer the original me!" Hong Tianliang shouted loudly. His clawed hands brandished majestically, and a mysterious energy overflowed, possessing great destructive power.

Ling Han couldn't help but laugh in spite of himself, and said, "Where do you get the confidence to think that I'm still the original me?"

"Humph, no matter what changes you have undergone, there is only one result that you will have in front of me, and that is defeat!" Hong Tianliang shouted lightly, and attacked continuously.

"Then let me see just how much progress you have made." Ling Han casually shot out a punch. Under the release of his power, he did not directly clash with Hong Tianliang, but rather the force of both sides was clashing.

He shockingly discovered that the black energy wrapped around his opponent's hand was really powerful. When his force hit it, it was like tofu meeting a sharp blade, easily sliced apart.