Liu Yu had pushed the Remnant Cloud Palm to its absolute limit, unleashing power far beyond his usual level, yet Ryan blocked everything with ease. It was as though his most prized technique had become a child's game.
Impossible.
This had to be an illusion.
But Ryan's relaxed expression stood there plainly before him, mocking and undeniable.
The realization struck Liu Yu like a hammer, crushing his confidence.
Rage flared in his chest. "This damn… prick..."
Gritting his teeth, he forced even more strength into his palms, accelerating his movements and thickening the storm of strikes.
It made no difference.
Ryan's hand was like an unmovable mountain. No matter how Liu Yu attacked, he could not break through.
Ryan let out a soft laugh, his voice dripping with scorn. "You said you'd win easily? This is your full strength? How laughable. Now, get lost."
