"Take this."
Duan Shenfei bellowed lowly as his Qi-blood surged. His palms instantly turned a glowing red that resembled a heated iron poker.
With a step forward, his figure swooped towards Lu Yan like the wind, launching consecutive palm strikes. The heat wave arrived before his palms did.
Lu Yan countered with Gale Hand, parrying each blow and exchanged a few with his opponent.
Though the nine mediocre martial arts techniques had merged into a top-tier one, it didn't mean that Lu Yan had ceased using the original skills. Not only did he still utilize them, he had honed them to perfection and could use them at will.
After a few moves, Lu Yan accelerated and landed a palm on Duan Shenfei's chest, sending him flying off the stage, spitting blood.
In truth, Lu Yan didn't even need to land multiple hits to take down Duan Shenfei, half a move would have sufficed.
The key was, Lu Yan didn't wish to be too ostentatious and reveal too much of his true power.
