Gao Linfeng was sent flying over ten meters by a slap from Ye Fan, crashing into the walls of Miao Yu Temple's palace chambers. Blood streamed from his mouth and nose.
He trembled with anger, almost fainting on the spot. As an heir of an ancient family, when had he ever suffered such a humiliating loss?
SWISH!
He suddenly sprang up, his whole body radiating a brilliant green glow as he shot toward Ye Fan like an electric current, swirling with Qingxia. A beam of green light erupted from his mouth, slashing forward like a Flood Dragon emerging from water.
BANG!
Ye Fan sneered, standing firm and unmoving in the center of the area. Only when the green light drew near did he reach out and crush it with a golden hand.
Then, he pressed downward. His right hand descended like a golden Heavenly Stele, bearing down on Gao Linfeng until his bones began to crack under the pressure.
THUD!
