So fast.
As the thought flashed through his mind, Lian Youming saw a bare palm thrust toward him with uncanny suddenness.
In truth, he had no time to examine it, nor could he see it clearly. The instant he sensed danger, he instinctively met it with a palm of his own.
Their palms met without a sound. The moment their palms touched, a swirling undercurrent rolled out from the point of impact.
The mysterious figure underwater had also closed in, hair streaming like a waterfall, every strand swept up by the current.
A woman?
Lian Youming's gaze shifted slightly.
The sight was genuinely rather frightening. All he could see was a human-shaped shadow floating in the deep pool, hair drifting with the waves, figure and face indistinct. It was like a damned water ghost coming to claim his life.
But the force in this person's palm was truly formidable, fierce and overpowering, even a notch above Iron Sand Palm.
As that exchange ended, both raised their other hands in unison, gathered force in their palms, and thrust out fiercely.
Lian Youming had no intention of holding back, for he sensed tremendous danger from his opponent, and even faintly detected a trace of killing intent that made his hair stand on end.
Though he could not see his opponent's eyes, Lian Youming could feel that cold, shadowy gaze, like a vicious flood dragon lurking in the depths of a frigid pool, staring at him with chilling eyes.
Lian Youming's fierce eyes narrowed slightly, a savage gleam flashing within them as he met the attack.
Their palms collided again.
With their palms pressed together and their inner strength clashing, their bodies sank again, all the way to the bottom, until their feet touched sand and stone.
The instant they found firm footing,