"What's your name?" Murong Hai demanded, staring coldly at Qin Ya.
Qin Ya smiled faintly, a chill in his eyes. "A dead man doesn't need to know my name," he said coolly.
"How arrogant!" Murong Hai was furious, grinding his teeth. "A mere Martial Artist at the Perfection of the Earth Element Realm dares to be so brazen? Go to hell!"
With that, he lunged at Qin Ya, palm raised. Before the Palm Power even reached him, the sheer weight of the Palm Technique felt like a mountain crashing down.
'Celestial Essence Realm. His Cultivation isn't bad.'
Qin Ya gave a small smile and executed Chasing Wind and Shadow to dodge. He then struck out with his own palm, but his was wreathed in scorching flames. A wave of fire erupted, startling Murong Hai.
'First a Cold-Attribute Martial Art, and now a Fire-Attribute one? Doesn't this guy suffer from elemental backlash? Dammit!' Murong Hai seethed internally.
He immediately drew a War Saber and roared, "Heavy Mountain Slash!"
