In an instant, the White Lotus Sect Master's lovely eyes narrowed slightly. She saw the figure and, more importantly, noticed the punch.
In fact, Gan Xuantong had also noticed the danger behind him.
He had detected something amiss almost a moment before Lian Youming leaped up.
Unfortunately, he was too late.
With the White Lotus Sect Master fiercely raising her inner strength before him, and at the very instant he activated his Toad-Fishing Skill, how could he move rashly when his life hung in the balance?
But although his feet remained still, his slightly swollen lower abdomen contracted sharply. The breath stored within surged upward in an instant, as though lifted from his belly into his upper body. Strange pockets of air appeared beneath the shirt on his back, collapsing and swelling, rising and falling without cease, like countless pebbles striking water and sending out rings of ripples. It was extraordinarily uncanny.
Earlier, this Toad-Catching Force had surged up and down. Now it actually passed through his muscles and bones, spreading outward across his body.
"Croak, croak, croak..."
The toad croaks grew faster and more urgent.
"The Toad-Fishing Skill can be used like this?"
Beneath his mask, Lian Youming's expression was graver than ever. This man was definitely stronger than Xue Hen. Judging solely by how he had instantly detected the danger and reacted, he had surely mastered the three energies and comprehended foresight.
But the gap should not have been too great.
Otherwise, according to Xu Tian, he should never have had a chance to throw this punch.
Moreover, Xu Tian had said that the only way to advance in foresight was to test one's fists against the world, tempering true gold in fire. This man must have been stuck at that same threshold. Until-
The punch landed, driving