The First Target

Xiao Luo was quite stunned. As a master himself, he could tell that this white man, Ian, was highly skillful as well. He exuded the aura of a ferocious wolf raring to shred everything apart. He smiled viciously and said, "Or else, I'm going to make you regret you were ever born into this world!"

"Is that so?"

Ian cackled, and in the next second, his face turned dark and furious. He flashed his right hand, aiming for Xiao Luo's neck, and his fingers were formed like an eagle's claw. His attack was swift and fierce, and his clawed fingers slashed at Xiao Luo with awesome power.

Xiao Luo blew out a quick burst of air, hurriedly bringing his right hand into action, moving in a swift circular motion that left a trail of afterimage. He intercepted Ian's strike with precision, and when their arms clashed, the impact resounded with a thundering crack. Both their bodies shuddered as they were both thrown back.

POW!