Lu Chenzhou strikes again!
Bao Hu Saber couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.
Maybe he had too high expectations for Lu Chenzhou.
Wei Fenghua laughed, "Kid, hold steady."
"Don't worry, senior, I know what I'm doing." Lu Chenzhou, carrying the Longevity Character Technique, had stamina seven times that of a conventional End Realm Master; even Martial Arts Killing Moves to him were like ordinary strikes.
As time passed, their duel grew ever fiercer. Wei Fenghua's swordsmanship became faster, sword shadows weaving a tight, impenetrable net; Lu Chenzhou's moves shifted endlessly—sometimes steady as water eroding stone, sometimes like a galaxy falling from the Nine Heavens, sometimes like dusk of the gods. The contrast in styles made Wei Fenghua secretly click her tongue—she felt as if she was battling several different versions of Lu Chenzhou at once—yet she still remained composed, always able to smoothly defuse his onslaught.
