'One Yang Finger?!'
Ding Ling's eyebrows twitched. He deployed the Bird-Catching Skill, moving like the wind, and lightly pulled Little Dragon Girl to the left to dodge slightly, then surged forward another yard, perfectly avoiding this finger strike. He then activated the Nine Yang Divine Skill and Breathing Technique, driving the Fusion Qi into motion! Boom!
The speed of the Bird-Catching Skill was so fast it was difficult for the naked eye to discern. In just a breath's time, Ding Ling maneuvered to the side of the middle-aged man. His palm flipped slightly, and a move called Prideful Dragon's Regret was unleashed!
Roar!
A faint dragon's roar seemed audible, and a vague dragon shadow appeared to spiral forth from his palm, boom! It hit directly against another Finger Force that the middle-aged man had struck out like lightning!
Crackling!
