"Thunder is the sound of shaking, wind is the subtle sway, when the flying stars enter the palace gate..."
"Heaven and earth with celestial bodies, the fire of separation springs forth, Mingyue overcomes the metal of Qian..."
Mingxiu refused to believe in evil and attacked Mr. Chen again with his technique, but this time Mr. Chen was even more at ease. With a hefty kick, he landed a blow on Mingxiu's face, flattening his nose and sending him flying with a single kick.
"Impossible, how could you not be affected by my Fate Calculation Arts?"
Mingxiu tried time and again, only to have his attempts casually thwarted by Mr. Chen, leaving his handsome face swollen like a pig's head.
Mr. Chen chuckled merrily, "It's simple, because your grandfather doesn't believe in fate!"
"Brat, don't get smug; even without my technique, I can still kill you!" Mingxiu said with a ferocious face.
