Just as the magic treasure in his hand struck toward Li Yan's waist, Mu Sha leaped into the air and drove a knee into Li Yan's neck as well.
Clang!
The instant his flying knee slammed forward, a bone spur, snow-bright and blade-sharp, suddenly sprang from his knee. It was precisely the Devil Race secret art, "Dazzling White Bone Armor."
Clink, clink!
Two crisp metallic chimes rang out in an instant.
Mu Sha's pupils abruptly contracted. Li Yan had not even raised a protective barrier, instead allowing Mu Sha's attack to land on him.
Mu Sha knew this stemmed from the other man's immense confidence. At the same time, the sensation from his attack instantly traveled back to him, making his heart lurch violently.
At the very moment the two crisp chimes sounded, Li Yan finally made his move. He raised one hand, seemingly slow yet swift, and casually reached out.
In Mu Sha's eyes, he could clearly see that hand rising. He should have had more than enough time to defend himself or alter his attack.
Yet in the next moment, before he could change his move, that palm seized one end of the serpent-like green shadow.
At the same time, an immense force suddenly transmitted through the other end of the green shadow. The moment that force reached his palm, Mu Sha could no longer hold on.
His entire body shuddered sharply. A burst of searing pain shot through his palm, followed by an invisible force that directly blasted him backward.
"Fifty."
Li Yan's indifferent voice rang out at that moment, though the meaning of his words was utterly baffling.
Whoosh!
The two sides had moved too quickly. Mu Sha had not even exhausted the first wave of his attack and was still suspended in the air, one