As he attacked, Ting Shan also prepared his defenses. A protective barrier had long since opened around him, preventing the other party's deadly poison from invading.
Facing Ting Shan's beast-like, instant attack, Zhao Min's body drew slightly back. Her long, fair index and middle fingers came together like a sword, stabbing at that fist with astonishing speed.
"As expected, a poison cultivator!"
Given their cultivation and strength, once the two began fighting, they moved like lightning. Among those present, only Ting Bixiao and Li Yan could keep up with them using their Divine Sense.
Ting Bixiao looked at those slender jade fingers, then at the bowl-sized fist crashing down. He did not think she intended to receive it head-on.
Perhaps she had condensed some deadly poison at her fingertips. She only needed to brush across Ting Shan's fist while borrowing and deflecting its force.
In particular, certain poisons could corrode spiritual power, allowing them to seep into the opponent's spiritual power barrier.
In that flash of lightning and spark, Ting Shan reached the same conclusion as Ting Bixiao. Yet he was equally confident that his defenses would not fail.
With his guard already up, the deadly poison carried by her fingertips could not possibly break through his defenses in an instant. He would then exert force again and snap her fingers.
What followed would be a barrage of attacks like raging wind and torrential rain...
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Ting Shan's hands did not stop moving. Another surge of fierce power rushed through his body and along his arm.
The instant their fingers and fist came into contact, Ting Shan's entire arm swelled another size, and his fist expanded severalfold as well.
"Thump!" A muffled impact rang out.
Amid the astonished gazes of everyone except Li Yan,