"Boom—"
With an explosive sound, Qing Yu, just like Zhang Yangping, unleashed thunder from his palms. Lightning converged into the form of a dragon and roared forth.
Just as Zhang Yangping's "Palming Thunder" had arrived in an instant before, Qing Yu's "Thunder Sound Electric Dragon" also struck swiftly, leaving Zhang Yangping no time to dodge before he was struck.
"How can you know the Thunder Skill of our Dragon Tiger Mountain?" Zhang Yangping cried out in disbelief.
Hit directly by the "Thunder Sound Electric Dragon," Zhang Yangping's hair was slightly curled as if he had received an ion perm, but he suffered no real harm to his body. After all, he himself was a cultivator of the Thunder Skill and was highly resistant to lightning.
