Red-Hair Cannon vs. Dream-Shifting Great Method! Nameless Young Hero vs. Martial Arts Myth!

When Ming Yue's face appeared through Ming Xing's eyes, surprise stirred in Duan Yun's heart, but his body did not stop.

If anything, realizing it was Ming Yue only fired him up more.

No wonder this person had been so hard to handle. She was a Martial Arts Myth!

That explained it. She had nearly made him doubt himself.

A Martial Arts Myth? That's exactly who I'm here to fight!

Duan Yun did not care whether she was Ming Xing's older sister. She was not his sister, and all he needed to do was subdue her.

The muscles in his legs bulged. In the blink of an eye, he drove ten consecutive knees into Ming Yue's backside.

The blows were ferocious, and they carried Free-Spirited Force, making the moon-bright Ming Yue tremble like a flowering branch in a storm.

Her human-skin suit had already been slashed open. Under this brutal assault—Duan Yun was even more savage now than before—it burst apart, its fragments scattering through the air like flowers strewn by a celestial maiden. There was a strange beauty to it.

Then Duan Yun wrapped his legs around her, using Old Tree Root-Entwining to pin Ming Yue again, if only briefly.

But the strain of holding her this time showed plainly in his bared teeth.

Ming Xing recovered from her shock.

She knew this might be a once-in-a-thousand-years chance to restrain her older sister.

Almost at the same instant, Ming Xing changed her claw into a finger strike. Moon-bright force curled around her fingertips as she unleashed dozens of strikes in a flash.

They targeted acupoints all over Ming Yue's body. Two fingers drove straight for her dantian.

Ming Xing had recognized her sister, but for all her shock, she did not hold back.

A forced strike to the dantian