Bab 971: The Match (3)

By the time the burning flames dispersed, Duan Luoning was rather pale. He squinted at Dan Yifan, who was facing him. His previously relaxed attitude had vanished long ago.

This Dan Yifan's abilities far exceeded his expectations.

One should know that a few months ago, Duan Luoning had fought with the Eldest Young Master of the Si Family, Si Ye. He had defeated the latter without even drawing his sword.

He had thought that he would not be forced to use his weapon to deal with Dan Yifan. But who could have guessed…

"What's the matter? Can't take it?" Dan Yifan raised his brows and looked at the ashen Duan Luoning. His eyes were filled with arrogant amusement.

"You're pretty good. You thought you could block me with your bare hands? You're just too arrogant." Dan Yifan commented.

Duan Luoning narrowed his eyes slightly. "I was merely letting you have this move."

"Oh? You're pretty full of yourself." Dan Yifan laughed softly.