For a moment, Zhong Damin thought he was going to get hurt.
He was even considering which hospital to go to for recovery.
However, something strange happened the next moment.
The imagined pain did not come; on the contrary, he heard another sound of wind by his ear.
The sound was very subtle, much quieter than the noise made by Jin Taixi.
Yet it was this sound that gave him an infinite sense of security.
Moreover, when this gust of wind arose, the threat posed by Jin Taixi seemed to disappear.
Everything was at a standstill.
Zhong Damin was sure he was safe.
But what was going on?
Why had the two winds frozen at the same time?
Instinctively, he turned his head and saw a strange scene.
Jin Taixi's face was ferocious, and his hair was stained with a lot of sweat.
He was supporting his body with one foot, the other aimed mid-air in a kicking motion.
And Qin Hao was standing in front of him.
Similarly raising his foot, Qin Hao's movement was defensive.
