Watching Cheng Yu rush toward him, Wen Qingye shook his head and chuckled. "That move won't work on me!"
In an instant, a beautiful figure appeared before Wen Qingye. With a sharp cry, Cheng Yu was right in front of him.
BUZZ!
In Phoenix City Center Plaza, a powerful aura surged, sending ripples like water through the calm air.
A red light appeared in Cheng Yu's hand as her Primordial Qi began to boil violently. A tyrannical aura swept out, washing over the entire plaza in a wave of heat.
"Wild Dance Palm Split!"
Her palm thrust forward, carrying a ferocious light that blazed with dazzling flames.
As Cheng Yu struck, crimson ripples spread out one after another from the center of her palm.
This Palm Technique was an Eighth-Grade Martial Arts. Cheng Yu had practiced it for a long time, and her mastery was already perfect and effortless.
In a flash, Wen Qingye's brow twitched.
SHHHHH...
