His charging momentum was like the wind, swift as lightning; from intercepting to striking, it was done in almost the blink of an eye, dazzling to the point of blurring the eyes.
Liu Yi was experienced and tried his best to evade, but the hand-knife was already upon him. Pff~~ the fingertips scraped tightly across skin and flesh, cutting from his right shoulder all the way to his left ribs! Blood spurted out with it.
Such a reversal startled Xiao Lin as well. Had Liu Yi's stamina dropped? Otherwise how could he have succeeded so easily? Or was there some other trick hidden within?
This kind of wound didn't really count as an injury to Liu Yi. His face was still expressionless; he didn't even furrow his brows. Yet at the instant he landed, Xiao Lin's right leg suddenly lashed out. A frontal move wasn't frightening; what was frightening was that his swinging right leg was as swift as the wind and also… utterly silent, the angle vicious!
