Thousand-Year Immortal Dragon Gall Spear

Braydon Neal seemed to be standing still, but the light force and dark force released from his chest directly offset Tristan Yandell's attack and injured him.

This was a martial artist!

Braydon's thin lips moved slightly. "Warriors cultivate light force, and warlords cultivate dark force. War Gods combine the two forces into one and integrate them into the marquis realm. The two forces circulate through the whole body. With the strength of his steps, with the light and dark forces, he could jump more than ten meters high!"

Braydon touched the ground lightly with the tip of his foot. Nine levels of light force and nine levels of dark force.

At the same time, it exploded at the tip of his toes!

Boom!

The ground exploded into a basin-sized scorched pit. Braydon stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes dancing in the wind. He was more than ten meters high in the air, overlooking the entire Neal family manor.