To the Rescue

Both their movements were blindingly fast, their silhouettes fleeting and blurry. If they were any faster, Chu Li would have missed their exchanges completely. 

There was a constant flurry of palm and claws. The Shura Palm rapidly fired out, always missing the young man by a hair. During every close call, the young man would suddenly speed up and evade the attack, such that not a single palm managed to hit. 

Even after over a hundred moves, only the young man had managed to sink his claws into the Asura, the Shura Palm could not touch him. If not for the Asura's tough physique, the demigod would have already been defeated. 

Nevertheless, the Asura was still at a disadvantage. 

The young man's claws were swift and vicious but still pleasing to the eye as he repeatedly scratched the Asura's shoulders, leaving ribbons of blood all over his body. 

Chu Li knew how difficult it was to do this.