Cao Geng's expression twisted grotesquely. He had been belittled and despised once again.
"Power General, Poison General, since this vermin wants to die, let's join forces and kill him! Let's make him understand that people from the Thunder Sect cannot be insulted!"
In truth, Cao Geng was afraid. He knew he couldn't defeat Yang Qi alone, so these words were merely a way to save face.
"Yes!"
Power General had mostly recovered. Although he was injured, his tough skin and thick flesh meant he could still fight. The Poison General, on the other hand, was completely unharmed.
CLANG!
Cao Geng drew a sword adorned with ancient patterns. Sword Qi surged from it, vast and fierce. Clearly, this man was a master swordsman.
Visible Powerful Energy condensed upon the blade—this was Powerful Energy taking form! Just as one could manifest weapons through Condensing Qi into Soldiers, one could also coalesce that energy onto a physical blade to expand its attack range and enhance its power.
