Duan Yanqing roared again and again, his attacks growing more and more frenzied, but his technique also became increasingly disordered.
He knew that if he kept wearing himself down like this, he would run out of strength and die before his opponent even needed to strike.
"You forced me to do this!"
After failing to land a blow for so long, a ruthless resolve flashed in Duan Yanqing's eyes.
He suddenly sprang back, putting several yards between himself and Lin Xuan. Bracing himself with the steel staff in his left hand, he abruptly thrust out the index finger of his right, pointing straight at Lin Xuan!
In an instant, an invisible, formless, yet peerlessly sharp Energy Blast gathered at his fingertip!
It was the Dali Duan Clan's hereditary secret art—the One Yang Finger!
Its finger force could pierce anything in its path. No matter how fast his opponent's movements were, they could not outrun a force that shot through the air!
He would pierce that pretty boy's throat with a single strike!
Yet just as he was about to unleash his finger force, Lin Xuan's smile turned amused.
"So you're finally willing to use your real skills?"
Lin Xuan neither dodged nor retreated. He traced an intricate, rounded arc with both hands before his chest.
His movements were unhurried, yet seemed to embody some profound principle of heaven and earth.
An invisible vortex seemed to form between his hands.
"Die!"
Duan Yanqing shouted furiously, and his One Yang Finger shot through the air!
The force was almost invisible to the naked eye. Carrying the aura of death, it crossed the distance in an instant and reached Lin Xuan!
At that moment, the invisible vortex before Lin Xuan's chest suddenly contracted, then expanded!
The lethal One Yang Finger force touched the