A chain identical to the one before shot out from the youth's palm, aiming directly at Qian Jiangyue's neck.
The youth intended an eye for an eye.
Qian Jiangyue's expression was one of surprise as she dodged the chain flying from the youth's palm by twisting her body.
The chain brushed past her hair, flying behind her without hitting Qian Jiangyue, but after the chain's momentum faded, it wound around the chain she had released.
The two chains twisted together, their violent shaking causing both of their palms to tremble as if an invisible force was clashing fiercely.
Both faces showed expressions of pain and they stepped back simultaneously.
The next second, both chains completely vanished, neutralizing each other like positive and negative charges.
Qian Jiangyue took a large step backward with her right foot to steady herself, breathing slightly hard, then looked up at the youth.
Her gaze was especially sharp.
It was the gaze of a killer.
