The white light that burst forth from Old Qi's fingertips was condensed Inner Strength.
One of the hallmarks of a Grandmaster was the ability to condense Inner Strength and shoot it out of the body, just like bullets, yet even more powerful, allowing one to kill an opponent from a distance without making contact!
Ning Fan didn't dodge but simply outstretched his palm to meet the white light.
Puff!
The white light struck Ning Fan's hand, emitting a soft noise.
"Heh, young man, you dare to block my detached Inner Strength with your palm? I don't know whether to call you foolish or stupid," Old Qi mocked with a laugh.
Even Half-Step Grandmasters like Old Luo, if they tried to block it with their palms, would be left with nothing but a bloody hole!
"I'm neither foolish nor stupid."
Ning Fan shook his head lightly, withdrew his palm to have a look. There was a trace left on it, but that was all.