Crack!
Just as Gray swung his palm out, Basil Jaak's response was incredibly fast; with lightning speed, he intercepted Gray's outstretched palm in mid-air!
"Hmm?"
The force of Basil Jaak's grip made Gray's eyes light up slightly.
"I only came to get my friend back, I don't want to fight."
After stating this indifferently, Basil Jaak released Gray's hand.
"Scoundrel! How dare you speak so arrogantly in front of a Fire Cloud Sect disciple, seeking death!"
Then, Gray, his face unable to maintain composure after being gripped by Basil Jaak like that, suddenly flew into a rage. The moment Basil Jaak released his hand, Gray's palm flipped backwards once again, launching a sneak attack!
"Don't push your luck!"
Basil Jaak's face changed, and with a roar, he too slapped out a palm!
Pop!
The palms met, and Gray, unable to parry, staggered back several steps, his face growing even uglier.