"Alright, if you're gonna fight, then hurry up, don't make me just stand here soaking up the sun!" Ye Chen was under the scorching sun.
"Hmph, I'll go first!" Dian Ling rushed forward, fists clenched. Her move of the Arresting Fighting Technique had its own flavor on her, a hint of Wing Chun. This woman's punches had a bit of a dainty touch. Zhang Yantong smirked coldly, kicked off with her right foot, swiftly lunged towards Dian Ling, and said coldly, "Lingling, didn't expect you haven't changed a bit in these two years?"
"Hmph, take my punch!" Dian Ling swung her fists, biting her silver teeth as she charged.
