The air that was searing Wang Que's windpipe cooled gradually. His vision, distorted from the heat, returned to normal. Vigor returned to his eyes. He dusted his clothes, stood up.
He looked at Lou Cheng and asked thoughtfully:
"You integrated ice and flames?"
He asked through telepathy to avoid being recorded by the cameras.
A freezing palm with dazzling white flames burning on the outside. Lou Cheng knew it was pointless trying to hide the essence of that move from Wang Que.
"That's right!" he admitted with a nod.
As though he had just solved a difficult puzzle, Wang Que was more at ease physically and mentally. He exhaled, turned and was ready to leave.
A thought flitted across Lou Cheng's mind.
"Can you use your Shunpo consecutively?" he blurted.
They had been using telepathy all along, and this sentence was no exception.
