Yahweh and Satan had fused to become the giant with purple skin, who appeared before Lu Li in an instant and threw a punch from above.
The fist, enveloping the surrounding matter in plasma and wrapped in a layer of blue light, was none other than the Martial Saint's Hundred Times Supersonic Fist.
"Interesting,"
Lu Li said curiously, raising his fist, only a quarter the size of his opponent's, to meet the attack head-on.
But with a loud bang, their fists collided, unleashing a turbulent shockwave that sent a ten-thousand-meter-high wave of molten lava towards them.
The arm of the giant with purple skin shattered upon impact, and he was sent flying back, tumbling in the air several times before regaining balance.
Lu Li still stood his ground, shaking his wrist, he said:
"You indeed have the body quality of a Martial Saint. It's just that the Immortal Will is simulated by locking atoms with Divine Thought. It's a bit lacking."
