At the moment when the iron balls collided, Xu Xiangbei noticed that Xiao Ye's ears moved involuntarily.
It was evident that, like himself, Xiao Ye seemed still on the outside, but the killing intent had already firmly locked on to the opponent, using stillness to counter numerous changes, as calm as a placid dove, and yet moves like a darting rabbit.
Xu Xiangbei secretly admired him. Although Xiao Ye Fengci was a loathsome and detestable opponent, his ears were indeed very sensitive. The moment Xu's four iron balls slipped from his sleeve to his hand, they had been heard distinctly by him.
As time ticked by, those present knew neither side had moved. They waited patiently, but those watching online, on computers and TVs, wondered if the network had disconnected or the screen had frozen, why the video wasn't moving at all.
