Du Fu's sword danced with a wild and unrestrained feeling.
Reckless in Qi and Zhao, dressed in fur and riding horses, he seemed quite wild.
Singing spring songs atop the Congtai Tower, hunting beside Qingqiu in winter.
Calling hawks at the black plum grove, chasing beasts on the snow-covered hill.
Every move and form had a name!
An S-level Body Refiner finally climbed up, only to be cut down by Du Fu's sword.
Xin Qiji did not use Word Swordsmanship, as his physical attack power was currently stronger.
With an attack power over 13,000, dealing with some S-level Body Refiners was easy.
When Du Fu gained twenty thousand points, Xin Qiji also pocketed twenty thousand points.
"Boom, boom..."
At this moment, a small airship appeared above the Four-armed Race, dropping one energy cannon shell after another.
It was the moment when the Four-armed Race's ants were most densely attacking the city.
