Ling Zhenfei could vividly feel the increase in his Northern Spiritual Energy, even doubling inside his Dantian, compressing to the point of feeling like it might explode, causing him some discomfort.
Ling Zhenfei's heart swelled with joy. With such Northern Spiritual Energy, what fear should he have of these clowns? At that moment, the two men charged towards him, their daggers thrusting at Ling Zhenfei.
Previously, Ling Zhenfei had clashed with the two men. Their strength was far inferior to his, and it took him only one technique to defeat them. Now, thinking Ling Zhenfei was injured, they didn't expect that before they could even stab him, Ling Zhenfei had already seized their hands. This grasp was exactly like the last time, but with even greater force, causing them intense pain.
