Hoo......
The gust of wind stirred by the golden palm brought with it a whistling noise from above. Yang Ning and Li Hu instantly became alert as if faced with a great enemy, raising their hands to block while quickly moving to the sides.
The strength of the two was different, so their reactions were also different.
Li Hu's basic strength was only fourteen zong, so he dared not take any risk and had to use both hands with full force to block;
whereas Yang Ning's strength was as high as twenty-one zong and he only used his left hand to block. Seeing Yuan Cheng attacking with both fists, attempting to subdue them both in one move, a chill appeared in his eyes, and he unexpectedly drew a silver small dagger from behind and swiftly thrust it towards Yuan Cheng's chest.
Whoosh......
Seeing Yang Ning pull out the dagger, Yuan Cheng's eyes showed no surprise.
