Reality showed that youngsters were all reckless and easily provoked, but some elderly folks were also incredibly hot-tempered. Once anyone violated their taboo, they would lash out with a reckless attitude and crazy passion.
Old Extreme Yin moved like lightning. He threw a violent straight punch and had his fist crash into Happy's. The dragon-shaped vortex instantly dissolved into nothing, and Happy sensed an astonishing force coming from the old man's hand. The old man's qi was very rich, and he might be much stronger than Yang Xuyan.
At the same time, Happy could clearly sense a thin silver needle shoot out from his sleeves at the moment their fists contacted each other. It pricked him at lightning speed.
He felt pain on the back of his hand as if electricity surged through his body.
'This is bad!'