Yang Sheng was startled. His opponent was trying to fight him to the death.
The short man had somehow leaped onto Yang Sheng's back while he was distracted, his thick arms clamping down on Yang Sheng's shoulders.
This was not a fight to the death, but a premeditated combination technique.
Yang Sheng's Straight Punch was restrained, while the tall man's dagger was about to stab toward him.
At that moment, the voice appeared again.
"Lower your head!"
Without any hesitation, Yang Sheng lowered his head with all his strength.
"Step on his toes!"
Step on his toes?!
Yang Sheng did not dare hesitate. He viciously stomped on the tall man's toes.
"Ah!"
The tall man had not expected Yang Sheng to use such a move.
His dagger strike missed.
Yang Sheng suddenly raised his head and swept a kick into the tall man's thigh.
The kick was heavy and forceful, directly leaving the tall man unable to support himself on one leg. His knee nearly buckled beneath him.
Then Yang Sheng reached backward with a Whirling Wind Hand, grabbed the short man by the neck, and exerted force in an instant, dragging him off his back and smashing him heavily onto the ground.
The tall man looked around at that moment.
He said in a deep voice, "There's another expert here. Retreat!"
With that, he flashed into the darkness and vanished.
When Yang Sheng turned to look at the short man, he found that the man had already used his collarbone to squeeze into a crack by the base of the wall and escaped.
After the battle, Yang Sheng finally let out a breath.
The next second, that voice rang out again.
"Not bad, kid."
As he spoke, the man emerged from the darkness.
He wore a leather trench coat