Zhou Yan was confident in her punch; the 'Yan Yichen' in front of her had absolutely no way to dodge it, as she had just observed that 'his' strength and speed were a notch below hers, and she had the element of surprise on her side.
As for the master's earlier warning, she had long forgotten it completely!
In her heart, she thought, ghosts are nothing special!
"Bang!" With a sound, Zhou Yan's fist struck 'Yan Yichen's waist, producing a dull thud like hitting solid wood.
"What's going on?" She frowned as she dodged 'Yan Yichen's lightning-fast counterattack, rubbing her fist and silently noting how hard it was.
Moreover, why had 'his' speed suddenly increased so much!
At this moment, Zhou Yan didn't care to think too much, continuing to combine punches and kicks toward 'Yan Yichen', but the more she fought, the more shocked she became.
