Boom!
The sound of a collapsing courtyard wall echoed, and Yun Qingfeng, rising from the rubble, looked helplessly at the young figure bathed in lightning slowly walking towards him.
"This kid!" Yun Qingfeng took a deep breath, hunching his body and bursting forward with speed that soared to its utmost limit.
Ice Cold Soul Power aura enveloped his body like icy armor, his fists manifested in the form of ice-cold gauntlets.
Yun Qingfeng, quickly closing the gap to Lin Qian, didn't launch a frontal attack.
Previously, a direct clash with this monstrous nephew resulted in him being embarrassingly blasted backwards.
"Left!" Yun Qingfeng's eyes narrowed, Ice Cold Soul Power silently surged within him, flowing towards Lin Qian as if to freeze him.
Ice Cold also had the effect of slowing down the speed.
Crack!
The sound of thunder emerged, and Lin Qian, who should have been in front of Yun Qingfeng, had vanished, and instead, a voice came from behind him.
