Aren't you worried that talking will reduce the effect of the Breathing Technique?
Lu Jin'an thought, stepping back rhythmically, lifting his hands as he retreated.
Blocking, dodging, counterattacking, or confronting directly.
With the perfect blend of hardness and softness, a series of muffled sounds spread from the bodies clashing, like thunder.
The figure up high frowned slightly, then after another kick, ascended even higher.
The hem of the black brocade danced against the wind, flipping in the air, soft yet strong.
The world suddenly grew dim, the wild winds of autumn rising everywhere, but she alone shone brilliantly.
"Ten Directions·Star Fall!"
In the next second, she adjusted her angle mid-air and kicked towards Lu Jin'an like a falling meteor.
Amidst a sharp explosive sound, Lu Jin'an faced the ferocious attack, lowered his waist, and clenched his fists, blooming with purple lightning and blue light.
