In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged hundreds of moves. As the fight progressed, Feng Huijing grew increasingly alarmed. Although the opponent was young, his techniques were seasoned and ruthless, not inferior to his own. He was maintaining his unbeaten stance solely by relying on his superior strength.
But he knew that if the battle continued, it would definitely not end well!
"Master, who is he? Why does he call you master? Why haven't I seen him before? Where did he suddenly come from?" Having escaped the crisis, Tong Ling wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Mu Qianyue, asking. Just now, he thought he was surely going to die and was scared out of his wits.
This was the first time in his fourteen years he had encountered such a life-and-death crisis. So this is what death feels like—a terrifying experience! He finally began to understand why the people he bullied every time would either beg for mercy on their knees or turn around and run...
