"Something's not right!" Yalong felt a sense of foreboding.
He stepped back slightly and raised his third palm, striking towards Li Chengyi like a bolt of lightning.
Boom!!!
But this palm was blocked by an even larger squirrel claw.
The two palms clashed, one big, one small, emitting a huge, crisp sound.
"You!?" Yalong's face changed drastically as he looked at Li Chengyi, who had somehow straightened up without him noticing.
"You think you've won!?" Li Chengyi's mouth bled, steam rose from his bleeding body, and he seemed to be on the verge of collapse as he struggled to fix his gaze on Yalong.
"Too bad... it's still I who is one step ahead!!"
He split his mouth into a hideous, unsightly laugh.
In that instant, he grabbed Yalong's arm and smashed it back with the other hand.
Boom!!
Yalong's body, like a soft whip, was smashed into the ground behind him.
The ground exploded, stones flying.
