Lin Sheng felt a chill run through him as well.
His opponent's attacks were skillful, and both his strength and speed were formidable. Though Lin Sheng was a second-level fighter, the slightest mistake could still cost him the match.
Before the claw even reached him, Lin Sheng felt a faint pressure in the air.
He remained calm and shifted to the side again.
Whoosh!
The red-haired youth's claw missed, sweeping through the air with a fearsome whistle.
That was the second move!
The youth grew anxious. He had never encountered this before. In the past, he'd always finished off his opponents in two moves, but this guy was reacting incredibly fast.
Twice now, he'd reacted before the attacks landed and dodged in advance.
"Third move! I went easy on you the first two times. Since you still can't see the gap between us, don't blame me for holding back no longer!"
The red-haired youth's face twisted into a grimace, and the muscles all over his body began to tremble.
Lin Sheng's lips curled into a faint smile.
"Hold back?"
He darted forward, reaching the red-haired youth's side in an instant. His right arm shot out like a sword, thrusting straight toward the other boy's stomach.
Thud!
The red-haired youth hurriedly blocked, and their fist and palm collided with a muffled thump.
Thud!!
Lin Sheng slapped out with his left arm.
The red-haired youth stumbled, his balance thrown off.
Thud!!
A third muffled impact.
Lin Sheng appeared behind him, his hand like a blade, stopping with a hiss just short of the youth's nape.
".!!??" The red-haired youth stood frozen, his mind completely blank.
He could feel the sharp, threatening discomfort of having someone point at the back of his neck.
He had no doubt that if his opponent had really