"Don't be so tense! Let's fight first and talk later!"
The man in black smiled faintly, raised his right hand, and sent a palm strike toward Yanxing.
Yanxing scrambled to block with his own palm. One moment they were allies fighting a common foe, and the next, they had turned on each other.
"Who the hell are you? Are you insane?"
"How do you know the Snowy Frost Palm? No, that's not right... You're Zhao Rui!"
Yanxing finally put the pieces together, but he still couldn't understand why Zhao Rui hadn't just ambushed him.
Instead, he was fighting him openly, head-to-head.
"Is the Snowy Frost Palm the only thing you know?"
"The Great Snow Mountain Ming King Palace isn't so impressive after all! If you have any other tricks up your sleeve, use them. Don't bring shame to your Palace Master's name."
Zhao Rui's casually executed Snowy Frost Palm was leagues beyond Yanxing's. Within just a few exchanges, Yanxing was already in grave danger.
