But Fang Shuwen wasn't just parrying—he was doing it with only one hand.
It was as if every technique Ji Changzui unleashed was completely within his expectations.
In the midst of the flurry, he even had the leisure to reach out with his left hand and make a pulling motion toward the distant Sikong Cheng.
Sikong Cheng saw this clearly and instantly understood that this bizarre phenomenon was the work of the masked expert.
He couldn't help but feel a surge of astonishment.
'Where in the world did this person come from?'
'His Martial Arts are unbelievably high, but his style is completely unfamiliar. He's definitely not from the East Sea.'
'He appeared here with Luo Shuqing, so could he be an expert from the Eastern Domain?'
'But does the Eastern Domain even have an expert of this caliber?'
'Don't tell me Luo Shuqing managed to invite the number one expert of the Eastern Domain?'
These thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning.
