Chapter 19 Rolling with the Power in Counter (2/2)

Still up in the tree a short distance away, as he watched her lift her chin slightly in arrogance, and spitting out her words with contempt, Ling Mo Han shook his head silently. [She is still a little girl afterall.]

But, from what he observed when she battled the middle aged man earlier, he knew now that she would be able to take on that whole band of people by herself. With her skills, as long as she paid due caution within these inner reaches of the woods, she should not meet with any mishaps.

With that thought, he stared intently at the figure a moment, before he summoned his power and leapt away into the distance…..

”Not a match for you? Ha! Then have a taste of what I am capable of!” The young man shouted loudly, and the mystical power surged through his body. An orange glow from his mystical power flared out from his body. He clenched his fists and with a shout, he leapt out and threw a punch towards Feng Jiu.

”Huh?” Seeing the orange glow from his mystical powers, Feng Jiu's eyebrow raised up. The middle aged man's aura on his sword had also seemed to have been encased in a faint orange tinge. She had not expected that this man's mystical power cultivation was about the same as the middle aged man's?

”Five Ton Punch!”

Feng Jiu saw the wind behind his fist and she jumped back immediately. She saw that the young man's punch had toppled a large tree after she dodged, she spotted a deep impression of a fist's mark left in the tree's trunk, she was secretly astonished.

With cultivated mystical powers combined with martial arts, its resulting power was rather shocking to see. Her opponent attacked with his fists, every single swing immensely powerful. If she retaliated with force in counter, it would obviously not work. If that was the case, she would roll along with the immense power to counteract it!

Her eyes flashed with clarity as she speedily retreated and kept away the dagger in her hand.

After the young girl bandaged up her Second Uncle's wounds, she saw Feng Jiu putting away his dagger and she sneered in disdain: ”Second Uncle, has that little beggar lost his mind from shock? He had even kept his dagger away! ? Does he really think he can defeat my Elder Brother in a fist fight?”

The middle aged man was instead looking at Feng Jiu thoughtfully, his eyes slightly doubtful, a nagging feeling of unease in his heart…..