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If Ling Han's physique was inferior, then he would choose not to battle against his opponents head-on. This was very simple logic.

However, after increasing the distance between himself and Xin Qinhu, his attacks using the weapons formed from his energy were naturally far weaker than before.

Meanwhile, Xin Qihu displayed his might and courage as a supreme prodigy. He charged through Ling Han's attacks, and ferociously closed the distance between them.

Peng, peng, peng!

His palms were like battle axes as they slashed aside Ling Han's relentless attacks.

Xin Qihu roared with laughter, and sneered, "Ling Han, your power is equivalent to mine, yet your physique is so much weaker. That being the case, how are you going to rival me?"

At this moment, he had already arrived before Ling Han.

"Relying on this!" Ling Han replied.

Boom!

Tens of thousands of dimensions materialized around him, illuminating the sky.