Hu Shan caught Ruan Changheng; he had seen everything clearly from behind. Ruan Changheng was kicked in the throat by Wu Li, so without checking, he knew Ruan Changheng was beyond help.
Hu Shan had never imagined that Ruan Changheng could be killed with a single move. Ruan Changheng's Kung Fu had been taught by him, and he knew his disciple's strength well. Even he himself was not confident he could kill Ruan Changheng in fewer than ten moves, yet now he had witnessed someone killing Ruan Changheng with just one.
Fear in his heart prevented him from making an immediate move; instead, he stared intently at the figure ahead.
"Who are you?"
It was past two in the morning, and they were in a forest, about ten meters apart, and could only see roughly each other's outlines.
