C45 Sword Qi

The two men on the stage met in an instant. Leng Feng's swift and elusive golden palm struck out from under his armpit.

Wang Dan, who was opposite of him, seemed to have already known where Leng Feng's fist would land. He turned the paper fan in his left hand downwards and blocked Leng Feng's palm.

A force flashed with a golden light and appeared on the paper fan.

Without stopping