"As expected of an Inner Sect disciple from the Thousand Hands Sect, he indeed has some tricks up his sleeve!"
Han Yu's body forcefully backpedaled, his black cloth shoes making intimate contact with the blue stone slabs of the Martial Arts Arena, friction creating a continuous hissing sound.
He moved his ankles around and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Liang Chao was stronger than he had imagined. Previously, he had deliberately attracted attacks, waiting for the moment his opponent's fist came at him to then employ the Eagle Claw Hand to seize his opponent's pulse.
In the past, when he sparred with his comrades in the Special Combat Team, very few could react in time; only Fang Hai could barely catch onto his intentions, slightly managing to block.
But Liang Chao's knife-hand strike, substituting offense for defense, ferociously broke through his Pulse-Sealing Skills.
This was a worthy opponent, it was time to take the fight seriously!