Huang Yun cursed inwardly. What a fool! She said nothing, only shifting her stance, ready to teach Slick a lesson—and Chen Zheng a profound one as well.
However, Chen Zheng, who had been watching her closely, had a sharp glint in his eyes.
Instantly, Huang Yun's face turned deathly pale. Her body froze as if encased in ice. A chill spread from within, leaving her unable to even move her lips.
Like a furious lion, Slick concentrated his power into his fist and hurled it at Huang Yun. Unable to dodge, she could only watch helplessly as Slick's fist viciously struck her cheek. Her body flew backward as if launched from a catapult, crashing heavily in the distance.
Everyone was stunned. The scene was familiar, yet the roles had been reversed. Slick looked at his own fist in bewilderment.
"Continue!" Chen Zheng's voice cut through the silence like the dawn's first light, pulling Slick back to reality.
