Peng, peng, peng. A fierce battle ensued, and lightning flickered, forcing the others to all step back. Only Hu Niu was still standing on the same spot. As the waves of electricity passed over, there was not even the slightest effect on her.
How could Zhao Chao Heng dare to allow Ling Han the first three moves? If he did, he would be trapped in an absolutely disadvantageous situation; thus, he could no longer bother about face, and shot out a shower of punches towards that dragon image.
"Is this the War Elephant Fist of the Earth Dragon Sect?" He was surprisingly knowledgeable—he managed to recognize it from just one move.
This was not the most top-notch secret technique of the Earth Dragon Sect, and there were many disciples who knew this technique, thus it was not strange that Zhao Chao Heng managed to recognize the technique.
Ling Han did not answer. Since they were already fighting, defeating his opponent would be the most effective response.