"Although you're fast and have top-notch evasion skills, I still have to face you!"
Su Yue narrowed his eyes, his pupils flashing like the tip of a silver needle. Watching this animal harass Mu Cheng with his own eyes, his patience had reached its limit. He had kept his promise to Bai Xiaolong and yielded the spotlight as agreed. Now, it was time to make his move.
Su Yue refused to believe he couldn't handle this. His Qi Blood had surpassed Rank Five, which could boost his own speed, and he could use the Profound Ice Palm to slow his opponent down. If worst came to worst, he could try a Soul Strike. He could also try to copy abilities with the Murong Technique. It wasn't as if he had no chance of winning at all.
Even if the fight dragged on, he wouldn't be blasted away with a single palm strike like Bai Xiaolong. Given his Qi Blood and defense, a draw was the worst-case scenario. Su Yue was confident about this.
