'This kid, he really wants to make me his servant!' Zhaang Ye's brow twitched. He formed one hand into a Palm Blade and lightly chopped out into the empty air.
PFFT!
The True Qi sent by the long-haired youth was like an invisible hand, trying to grab Zhaang Ye. But as Zhaang Ye's Hand Blade struck, this large, invisible hand instantly let out a soft sound and dissipated into the air.
The long-haired youth hadn't expected his attack to be so easily neutralized by Zhaang Ye. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes as he said, "Interesting, interesting! Even a master at the Martial Arts Fifth Layer Late Stage couldn't have dodged that grab of mine. I didn't think you'd actually be able to see the weak point in my Powerful Qi and neutralize it."
As he spoke, the long-haired youth's large hand reached for Zhaang Ye again.
