The Second Young Master Yun took a deep breath, staring at Left Envoy Yang, his right hand involuntarily tightening around the nine-inch eighteen-segment Iron Bone Fan, readying for defense.
During the fight, Left Envoy Yang constantly gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, like being watched by a leopard, a moment's carelessness could lead to being knocked down and having one's throat torn apart!
In fact, part of the reason the Second Young Master Yun felt this way was due to the psychological shadow left by their last match.
Left Envoy Yang appeared delicate and weak, and had seemingly only trained for a few days, which should have meant he had low combat power.
But when the fight started, the Second Young Master Yun realized that even someone who had only trained for a few days, like Left Envoy Yang, still had significant combat power, so much so that even he was helpless against Left Envoy Yang.
