Fan Hanzhou's eyes were fixated on Ame's fists. He hadn't looked closely before, but now he could see that Ame's fists were faintly glistening with a bronze-metallic sheen.
The Stinging Dragon Technique he cultivated was also a kind of Horizontal Training Martial Arts. He knew very well what that meant.
Now, any previous underestimation of Ame vanished completely, leaving only the fear visible in his eyes.
In a swift thought, Fan Hanzhou's fists and chest sprouted dense threads of blood, which began writhing and intertwining. In less than a second, Fan Hanzhou's fists were restored to their original state.
Ame looked at the writhing blood on Fan Hanzhou's fists, her gaze grew even more intense.
"A Filthy Blood fiend?"
Ame felt that the person before her was truly troublesome.
Fan Hanzhou's realm in Horizontal Training Martial Arts was naturally no match for Ame, but it wasn't weak either, especially when combined with his Filthy Blood Divine Skill for healing.
