His heart couldn't help but skip a beat. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he abruptly shifted his Inner Strength. A burst of Cold and Mysterious Qi instantly erupted from his palm.
Zhao Rui felt a sharp, needle-like pain in his palm, followed by a wave of Cold and Mysterious Qi invading his body through it.
'What sinister Inner Strength!'
Zhao Rui's brow furrowed. He immediately endured the piercing, icy pain and guided this Cold and Mysterious Qi into his Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian.
Using the few acupoints he had already opened in his lung meridian, he established a cycle of True Qi flowing between inside and out, expelling the Cold and Mysterious Qi from his body.
'If you're going to play dirty, then don't blame me for doing the same.'
Zhao Rui's eyes suddenly widened, and a surging wave of True Qi billowed out from him. This True Qi was formless and intangible, yet it carried a bewitching quality that could disorient the mind.
