The proud and insufferably arrogant Li Jiancheng had never lost a match with the younger generation of Veluriyam Capital.
Even when Sacred Peafowl Mountain's Young Lord Fan was still alive, the two sides hadn't fought each other to a standstill.
Therefore, Li Jiancheng's mentality had always been steady and confident in the face of Veluriyam Capital's younger generation. There had never been a moment of panic or fear.
However, the moment Huang'er made her move, unprecedented fear flashed uncontrollably through Li Jiancheng's heart.
Huang'er's jade-like hands seemed to be able to manipulate time and space, possessing a wondrous power. When the vortex formed, Li Jiancheng felt as if he was in the middle of a vast ocean.
Li Jiancheng's heart skipped a beat in the next moment. He didn't dare be negligent. With a loud shout, he shook his arms and produced a strange talisman.
