"This..."
Seeing Yang Yan swat the supremely confident Nie Qiang to the ground as if he were a mere fly, both Feng Xiao and Chen Xing jumped in shock.
'His strength is terrifying!'
"You... you... how could you possibly break my Yangtze River Triple Wave? This is impossible..."
Yang Yan hadn't used a killing blow; Nie Qiang had only been pinned to the ground. The moment Yang Yan withdrew his axe, Nie Qiang leaped up, his eyes filled with disbelief.
'This technique of mine is the highest-grade Martial Art in all of Luoshui City! I've cultivated it to the Great Success stage, so how could I have been felled by a single swing of an axe?'
"Impossible?" Yang Yan shook his head, seeing Nie Qiang's dazed confusion.
'I don't know the exact grade of this axe art, but if a Martial Art from Nie Yun's master couldn't even defeat a measly Noble Top-Grade Martial Art, then it would be a complete joke!'
