However.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
With a flick of his right wrist, Lu Chao sent two more steel nails slicing through the air. Just like before, they glinted with a cold light as they shot toward his opponent's throat and heart.
His pupils contracted. Guo Dachun had no choice but to twist his body and dodge again.
Seizing that split-second opportunity, Lu Chao closed the distance between them completely, his left arm, which had been coiled at his waist, rocketing forward.
HUMMM!!
The air howled, and a fierce wind ripped through the space.
Veins bulged on his forearm, coiling like flood dragons. Wisps of steam hissed from his pores, making a sound like rushing water.
In an instant, the bearded man's expression turned ugly. His vision seemed to dim slightly, as if a boulder were crashing to the ground or an invisible wave were rising to engulf him.
A chill ran through him, and he stopped retreating.
