Gradually, Han Sen felt that it was not because Lu Bin did not have the intention to kill, but because Lu Bin’s intention to kill was too strong.
If there was one lamp in a room, then it would be easy to tell where the light was from. However, if the room was filled with lamps, there was little point in figuring out the source of the light.
Because Lu Bin’s intention to kill was off the chart, his opponent could no longer discern his intention, because it was everywhere.
Initially, Han Sen was trying to figure out the source of Lu Bin’s intention to kill, but he soon gave up. Under such scorching murderous intent, there was no point to figure out anything, because it would not make a difference.
When fighting someone like this, there was only one way to win—may the brave one live.
Boom!
Han Sen no longer stepped back, but made a kick himself, his leg hitting Lu Bin’s and making a loud sound.
