THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
The moving train already produced a rhythmic CLACK-CLACK. Now, combined with Feng Long's heavy, charging strides, the noise merged into a thundering rhythm that felt like war drums signaling an army's advance.
In an instant, the ten-meter gap vanished.
The two clashed bare-handed. Their mortal arms collided with a ringing crack, like the striking of solid iron!
"Wind Delivers the Purple Haze!"
"Jade Dragon from Beyond the Heavens!"
Two low, furious roars erupted simultaneously.
But upon their second clash, Su Mo's expression drastically changed. He was forced to twist his body violently to evade Feng Long's palm, which struck out like a venomous snake.
*Oh no,* Su Mo thought. *Feng Long's current moves actually make up for some of the flaws in the Su Family Spear technique. They are much more refined. My moves are still from the original, unrevised version. If this keeps up, and I keep fighting this way, I will definitely lose!*
