This palm strike was solid and somewhat unexpected for Gu Changsheng!
With his brow tightly furrowed, Gu Changsheng halted his move, landed, and watched the swiftly retreating Bai Yu, with an inexplicable expression on his face!
The faint smile remained!
Blood stained Bai Yu's lips, dyeing the clothes on his chest, yet he maintained a faint smile as he swiftly retreated.
In just a moment, Gu Changsheng understood Bai Yu's intention. The hand concealed beneath his red sleeve clenched instantly, and anger flashed in his phoenix eyes!
"Squeak squeak!"
Bai Yu's figure brushed against the stage, retreating swiftly...
Until he reached the edge of the stage, crossing the boundary line, where his toes lightly touched...
As if he had stepped on the brakes, his figure came to a halt!
Gu Changsheng watched Bai Yu standing outside the stage's boundary, and his mouth twitched immediately.
Damn, this braking technique using retreat momentum is incredibly skilled!
