Li Cong was utterly astonished. He had dared to meet Wan Qingteng's fist head-on because he thought that, after driving his junior sister back, Wan Qingteng had exhausted his old force before new force could arise. This was his opportunity, and Wan Qingteng's weakest moment.
He had wanted to seize this chance to severely wound Wan Qingteng in a single blow and turn the situation around.
Yet only after their fists collided did he discover that Wan Qingteng had gathered his internal power with perfect composure, leaving him to suffer a considerable loss instead.
Li Cong gave a loud shout and, with Xu Yan Yun's help, forced Wan Qingteng back and withdrew his fist.
He hurriedly tapped several points on his right arm with his left hand, then swiftly circulated his internal power into his right arm to repair the damaged meridians.
After retreating two steps, Wan Qingteng suddenly kicked off the ground and shot toward Xu Yan Yun.
Startled, Xu Yan Yun hurriedly tried to pull back from her forward position.
But Wan Qingteng had changed direction far too quickly. By the time she tried to retreat, it was already too late.
Wan Qingteng reached Xu Yan Yun in an instant. Raising his fist high, he drove a heavy punch toward her chest.
"Junior Sister, watch out!" Li Cong's expression changed drastically. Abandoning any thought of repairing the damaged meridians in his right arm, he lunged toward Xu Yan Yun.
As he lunged toward Xu Yan Yun, he struck out with a backhand palm.
Li Cong's palm blocked Wan Qingteng's fist, but he let out a muffled groan. Both he and Xu Yan Yun were hurled more than twenty feet away before they barely managed to steady themselves.
"Junior Brother, are you all right?" Xu Yan Yun hurriedly supported