At this moment, many things appeared in Qian Jin's head. There were Fabreidis' smile and voice, the tragic Tune of Souls' Repose, Qian Zhanxuan's overbearing presence, his life experiences in the last while. Gradually, Linguan Skylan, who also had a dominating presence, seemed to have turned into Qian Zhanxuan in Qian Jin's eyes.
While attacking, Qian Jin thought of many things, and all those emotions were injected into his fist. As a result, the power that his fist unleashed was getting stronger and stronger.
Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! Continuous retreat!
Linguan Skylan backed off repeatedly under Qian Jin's attack, and his initial confidence in defending and stalling Qian Jin seemed to be worn out.
