Yan Xiaohu's onslaught was as fierce as a storm, forcing Lěng Yè into a continuous retreat. He had to give every strike his all just to barely parry the blows. He realized that his opponent's speed and strength were clearly a tier above his own; the slightest carelessness would result in fatal injuries.
"Judging by your appearance, you seem to have reached your limit," Yan Xiaohu paused for a moment, his gaze sharp as a blade. "Dueling me is simply courting death. When I heard you were going to challenge me, I was quite surprised—to think someone could be reckless to such a degree."
Yet, a hint of understanding flickered in Yan Xiaohu's eyes. "However, seeing that you're so young, I understand now. Young people know no fear; this is both a strength and a weakness. Now, it's time to let you taste some hardship."
Chapter 875