Liu Yuanhu, realizing that Qian Jin had disappeared, was frantic with anxiety. His gaze turned steely, and the long blade in his hand suddenly emitted an imposing aura, the blade vibrating at an incredible, almost otherworldly frequency.
"Shocking Blade!"
Zhao Honglie, having competed openly and covertly with Liu Yuanhu for years, instantly recognized this as one of Liu Yuanhu's trump techniques!
"I can't meet this head-on!"
With his side holding the advantage, there was no need to fight so recklessly. Having made up his mind, Zhao Honglie immediately brought his blade across to block above his head.
"Clang!"
