But why is that young disciple from the Primordial Martial Arts Hall so strong?
Just the pressure of his sword wind made it hard for me to breathe.
It felt as if I were facing those Earth List experts I know.
Perhaps even more so…
'If I truly took a blow from his sword, breaking this Element Locking Hook would be insignificant; my whole body might shatter.'
Unlike Shang Zheng, who felt a mix of shock and relief, the Blood Eye Assassin's Illusory Heart Sword, behind the Blood Eye Mask, gleamed even redder, with eyes flickering madly, anger rising from within, and malice emerging with courage.
Struck by the pressure of Chen Ping's sword, he knew he couldn't block it, so he didn't even try.
Taking a deep breath, his body reeled back like a puppet on a string.
In a flash, he dashed along the ground back to the study.
The situation twisted and turned, coming back full circle.
