Primordial Form! Devil Patterns? (2)
Editor: Henyee Translations
"The stronger the martial warrior, the more interesting it is to kill him." Valmont's voice gradually became excited (perversely)!
"Since it's so interesting, come. Let's continue!" Wang Teng chuckled and hooked his finger at his opponent.
All of a sudden, Valmont disappeared from his current spot. He was even faster than before.
The young hero felt a strong wind current behind him; he quickly turned and sweeped his leg.
Bang!
Wang Teng's move struck the other's elbow, who didn't expect there would be such a fast response. His attack was curbed, and was forced to block instead.
The young earthling followed up with a punch, releasing a virtual fist.
Valmont's other hand stretched out from his cloak, clawing against the incoming fist.
His opponent's strength had exceeded all expectations. He had to be serious and resort to a move he had never used before.
Wang Teng couldn't help but stare at the fellow's left hand.