Amidst flying sand and stones, the man flew backward, landing in the courtyard and stumbling back four or five steps before finding his footing.
In disbelief, the man's eyes widened, only now realizing that the youth standing at the entrance was actually a Sixth-Rank Martial Artist like himself!
In fact, the opponent's strength was even slightly superior!
Looking at the opponent's young and immature face, the man felt as if his entire life had gone to waste.
On the other side, Zhu Haomiao gently stretched his limbs, slowly walking down the steps.
"Surrender, and I can spare your life."
"Daydreaming!"
The man roared, charging again without hesitation, but this time he did not hold back. The steel blade in his hand drew a fierce streak aimed straight at the youth's face.
If that blade landed, the man believed, even a giant stone would be cleaved in two!
However, facing this earth-shattering attack, Zhu Haomiao simply raised his hand unhurriedly to meet the man's sharp edge.
