Xiao Lin suddenly felt a shock; the opponent's movements were incredibly fast, so fast that Xiao Lin almost couldn't react. Fortunately, his crisis awareness was quite sensitive. In the instant Zhang Teng appeared behind him, all his energy, spirit, and essence were rallied to the highest point. Feeling the fierce wind from the palm strike behind him, his body leaned forward like a spring, while his right foot kicked backward.
Zhang Teng's punch missed, and facing Xiao Lin's back kick, he suddenly lifted off the ground, dodging away. Xiao Lin took a breath and, not caring much else, rolled on the ground to escape Zhang Teng's range of attack.
