"Hmm?"
Ling Chen glanced down at the scar on his body, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He had clearly avoided the main strike of the sword, yet he was still injured. Although it was only a flesh wound, it was inflicted despite his comprehensive preparations.
Gu Lei's sword technique was indeed exquisite.
"Ling Chen, how about it? Are you convinced with your defeat in this battle?"
Although it felt somewhat inexplicable to win, Gu Lei had indeed won. The victor is the king, and at this moment, Ling Chen was merely his defeated opponent.
Ling Chen's mouth curled into a mocking smile, "Who said you won?"
"What, you still want to resist? Shamelessly refuse to admit defeat?"
Gu Lei's eyes suddenly flashed coldly. Just as he was about to channel his True Qi and strike again, his robe abruptly burst open, and his organs were injured by sword qi. With a sudden "wah," he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"How is this possible? When did you hit me?"
