Chu Qi controlled his retreating form, his sharp gaze sweeping towards Xiao Lin's body technique, suspended in mid-air. The observers seemed to hold their breath, eager to see how Chu Qi would take on Xiao Lin's next punch.
Everyone in the underground city knew that although their leader was fierce, compared to Xiao Lin he was just the tip of the iceberg. During their stay here, no one had truly seen Xiao Lin make a move; they only knew that in Sin City, if one encounters a person wielding two daggers, it's best to stay far away. And now, watching Xiao Lin barehanded facing another in combat thrilled people beyond measure, with anticipation overtaking excitement.
After deflecting Xiao Lin's strike, Chu Qi charged forward, his body bursting upwards, akin to a lion charging down from a mountain top, waving his claws with sheer strength, aiming fierce blows at Xiao Lin's head.
