"Heh, Yamamoto Motoichi, do you have the ability?" Liang Fei, upon hearing this, responded with a cold laugh, full of disdain.
"Whether I have the ability or not, a try will tell!"
Having been discovered by Liang Fei as soon as he made a move, Yamamoto Motoichi's pride in his shooting skills faced a great challenge. Infuriated, he swung another palm strike at Liang Fei.
With the palm strike, a fierce wind ensued. Even a master like Liang Fei couldn't help but retreat several steps.
"Liang Fei, do you plan to keep hiding in that hole like a mouse? If you have the guts, come out and take my punch!"
Clearly, Yamamoto Motoichi was enraged by Liang Fei's avoidance.
"Heh, has your brain gone funny, or do you really think I'm an idiot? You have a weapon in your hand; should I just not dodge and come out to get hit by you?"
Liang Fei snorted coldly from under his nose, leaning against a large rock, and spoke leisurely.
"Hmm, what's the point of just dodging?"
