C95 A Strong Enemy Blocking the Way

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

All of a sudden, the young man's expression hardened as he unleashed three streaks of chilling light.

As soon as the streaks appeared, Meng Yang's mind raced, and he nimbly sidestepped in an eerie fashion.

The young man's cold light streaks dispersed in unison—one to the left, one to the right, and one overhead—effectively blocking Meng Yang's every possible dodge