Liu Changyun was considerably surprised, never having imagined that this man's lightness skill could be so terrifyingly advanced.
He was able to dodge my punch and get behind me?
"You little thing, I indeed underestimated you, but what use is such speed and evasion when fighting a half-step Grandmaster?" Liu Changyun's mouth curled into a cold smile as he gradually assumed a fighting stance.
With each movement he made, powerful walls of qi began to form around him, enclosing Zhao Feng within as if in a prison. At the level of a half-step Grandmaster, although he couldn't completely immobilize an opponent with his power alone, he could use this method to predict their next move.
With this technique, it was as if Liu Changyun had eyes everywhere; he would instantly know of any unusual movement from his opponent. In a sense, he didn't even need his eyes to fight Zhao Feng effortlessly.
This was the gap between a half-step Grandmaster and a master of internal power!
