Silent Hunting

The blade wasn't fast. At least not in Luo Yunyang's opinion. According to his estimations, he could beat that sneaky attacker and his blade by just lifting a finger.

However, a dense intuition of impending danger filled Luo Yunyang's mind!

He unleashed a devastating first variation of the Heaven Burning Dragon Fists at his attacker without hesitation.

The moment he unleashed this blow, Luo Yunyang instantly realized what was wrong. The blade was moving too slow, and his own speed was decreasing as well.

If he unleashed the Heaven Burning Dragon Fists in the Da Alliance or the Imperial Capital of the Blue Rain Empire, an immense blazing flame capable of swallowing the skies would be created.

However, although his power and might seemed unchanged, no flames were coming out of his fists.

Instead, his palm had turned scarlet.

Boom! His fist finally collided with the blade-light. As soon as it did, Luo Yunyang was pushed back five steps.