"Nine Yin Devouring Palm.," Wong uttered. He had heard from Domon that Jack learned the Nine Yin Scripture, but he didn't know about Grace. Wong wasn't the only one who was taken by surprise, Long also couldn't believe what he saw. Who was this girl? He only heard of her being Jack's close friend. He never heard of her being an exceptional martial artist. From their clash just now, he knew for a fact that her martial expertise was way below him. If not for her exceptional equipment, he would have easily put her into the ground. How did such a girl learn an ancient art? Long didn't believe his art would lose. He pumped mana into his fist. The nine suns flared as they rushed into Grace's palm, intending to burn her into smithereens. Yet, as the suns touched Grace's palm, it was as if they fell into a bottomless abyss. They just vanished into the dark hole in the middle of Grace's palm. They didn't even produce the violent explosion that was their supposed effect. Long was shocked. He didn't want to believe it, but the fact was right there for him to see. Grace's degree of control of the Nine Yin Devouring Palm was at the level of a master already. The destructive energy from the Nine Yang Exploding Fist was unable to harm her. Long gritted his teeth. The last of his suns vanished without a trace into Grace's palm. Not only she didn't suffer any damage but recovery numbers even popped up above her head, refilling all the HP she lost earlier. He decided to put a distance first and observe the situation before he was beset by Domon and Wong again. But when he tried to move away, he found that his fist refused to detach from Grace's palm. There was as if a magnet that kept his fist glued to her palm.
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