When Long Yan spoke these words, the mercenaries watching around were stunned. What's this kid saying? He actually wants to defeat Dan Qinghu?
"Hmph, kid, you sure have a big mouth. Prepare to die!"
A fierce shout came from Dan Qinghu, and the True Qi in his hand formed into a small vortex. A powerful suction pulled the surrounding spectators involuntarily closer to Dan Qinghu.
In Long Yan's eyes, a spark of intrigue flashed. It seems Dan Qinghu can perform some Immortal techniques, but they're rather clumsy. This vortex only has suction with no other effects, enough time for opponents to prepare a fatal blow in combat.
The successive punches and kicks allowed Long Yan's observation skills to refine further, and in just a moment, he could discern the strengths and weaknesses of his opponent's moves. His fists emitted seven-colored rays, aiming to knock over Dan Qinghu with a single punch.
"Hmph, you're dreaming too beautifully,"
