Since he could not be certain of when his enemy would change his form of attack, he opted to meet all the possible variations consistently , to ensure his safety as much as possible before thinking of subsequent counterattacks.
To face all the possible variations consistently; perhaps it was the same as sticking to one method and figure out the rest of the changes!
The soft breeze turned into a harsh tornado, spitting out biting iciness. Ling Xiaozui felt chilled to the bone. It was as if the blade could cut any part of the body.
Unfortunately, there was no way for him to back down now, as Yun Yang had disappeared alongside the breeze, as he had never existed.
The source of the attack was gone – Ling Xiaozui could not even enact a risky or extreme counterattack that might strike right back at the source!