Battle!
Eyes like blades!
Body like a bow!
An imposing presence fills the sky.
At this moment, everyone present finally understood what true fighting spirit was.
The aura surging from Yang Chen almost stirred their blood, giving them the urge to charge into battle with him.
The murderous intent, seemingly substantial, directly attacked Kunze.
Kunze snorted coldly, watching the rapidly approaching Yang Chen, and with a flick of his sleeve, he struck at Yang Chen.
Smack!
Yang Chen was struck by the sleeve, losing control, and was flung out, almost losing his grip on the Yunlai Dagger.
Despite being hit with immense force, Yang Chen's hand almost lost control.
But just as the Yunlai Dagger was about to slip, Yang Chen gritted his teeth and summoned all his strength to grip the dagger tightly.
On the battlefield, a weapon is everything, even at the cost of life, one cannot lose their weapon!
Thud!
