"Ah! Such a temper!" Lin Kong made a swift move, easily dodging aside.
With a reverse palm strike, he aimed swiftly toward Long Yi's back, carrying enough martial power in his hand, that if it hit Long Yi, his bones would be shattered and he would be half-dead.
Xuexue, seeing the situation, extended her hand and pulled him aside, her fingers holding several silver needles, which she relentlessly shot towards Lin Kong's face.
"You little girl, quite vicious." Helplessly, Lin Kong halted the palm strike halfway through, swerving to protect his face.
He caught three silver needles with a swishing sound, and another pierced into the back of his hand. Lin Kong casually pulled it out, mockingly saying, "Little girl, your skill isn't up to par, they've all missed their mark."
Xuexue coldly laughed, "Missing doesn't matter, as long as it hits."
Her silver needles weren't ordinary; they were soaked in poison. Lin Kong was hit by the needle, let's see how long he can act arrogantly.
