As the dual blades of Wind Valley were broken, Xu Xiangbei's finger formed the shape of a needle, striking fiercely at Wind Valley's wrist.
A cold stream of Inner Strength, as fleeting as a flash of lightning, penetrated into Wind Valley's meridians.
The pair of Iron Balls that had been circling to attack Wind Valley was merely a feint, for facing such a formidable assassin as Wind Valley, they couldn't possibly hit him.
Xu Xiangbei intentionally provoked Wind Valley, luring him to attack, while secretly placing a pair of Iron Balls against his chest to block the dual blades. Xu Xiangbei's real killer move remained his Reversing Needles.
The moment those blades shattered, Wind Valley realized something was wrong, but it was too late. Everything had been calculated by Xu Xiangbei, and he couldn't escape.
He felt stinging pricks on his hands and, retreating in shock over ten steps away from Xu Xiangbei, sensed an extremely cold current spreading from his hands to his arms.
