Han Sen approached Tang, holding a dagger backhandedly, a way he had learned from Yi.
Two feet away from Tang, Han Sen suddenly wielded the dagger and stabbed it at him from an unexpected angle.
Fang Jingqi was shocked, and the quiet man's eyes lit up. Tang was covered in cold sweat and it was too late to parry that attack with his broadsword. He abruptly turned sideways but was still stabbed in the waist.
"S*#t! Your strike was not that different from his," Tang called out, staring at Han Sen.
Fang Jingqi looked at Han Sen with a strange look and the quiet man's eyes also fell on Han Sen's hands.
Hen Sen was surprised himself as well. He was practicing Jadeskin madly these days. And practicing Hand of God had also enhanced his speed.
In addition, he just saw Yi's way of fighting and had some new insights. Now his strike was so powerful that he couldn't believe it himself.