"Zhao Tienan, huh? You really are a formidable young man; I can tell you've trained."
"But I advise you to surrender, you're not yet a match for me."
Liao said calmly, exuding the style of a master from head to toe.
It was clear that this old man was not to be trifled with, and his skills were particularly profound.
"Enough talk, come on!"
Zhao Tienan had never felt such immense pressure before; he was finding it hard to breathe.
But behind him stood a woman worth protecting with his life, so he could not back down under any circumstances.
This battle, even if it means shattering to pieces, must be fought to the end.
"Hmph, overestimating yourself!"
Liao sneered and instantly launched a ferocious attack on Zhao Tienan, as fierce as a dragon, as agile as a serpent, as swift as the wind.
Zhao Tienan immediately gave it his all to resist, yet he was still forced into retreat with each move.
