"Sleeve of Clouds, Clement Li," Jacob shouted softly. As soon as the other made a killing move, he instantly understood what the other side was going to do. As he spoke, there was a buzzing sound. The twisted and transparent air had already rushed in front of Jacob. Jacob clenched his right fist violently. He snorted lightly and punched forward.
Bang! The strong wind from the sleeves made Jacob step back. He took three steps back to steady himself.
"Hey, boy, not bad." Clement thought that Jacob would be defeated by his killing move, but to his surprise, Jacob could still stand on the spot.
"Come here." Clement sneered. He shouted in a low voice and channeled his Qi to the top of his head. Then, he flicked his sleeves. With a buzzing sound, it seemed that there was a gust of wind in the room.