The monk who was floating cross-legged raised his palm successfully blocking Layton's fist that had just emerged, although Layton's speed was basically invisible to the naked eye, he couldn't deceive the monk's spiritual sense.
Layton was never expecting that hasty attack to really achieve anything, it was just more of an opening gift.
The monk looked at Layton who was standing in the air beside him and frowned, he noticed he didn't have the weird aura of a wizard again instead he looked like a pure martial art practitioner.
Looking at him closer now the monk noticed Layton had only descended with a wisp of his soul and was using some sort of opportunistic way to have his projection last longer.
The monk was right Layton could not use any means related to his rune, he could only use the martial arts knowledge he had inadvertently learn from Lin Wei, the knowledge was mainly national martial arts and various quick forbidden ways to improve combat power.
