Ah Er's knife was extremely fast, the cold gleam of the blade cutting through the air with piercing whistles, as if haunted souls were murmuring in the wind, sending chills down one's spine.
Seeing the flash of cold steel coming down from above, Lu Yu's eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. His lips curled slightly, and he spoke calmly, "Flawed!"
As soon as he said this, Lu Yu exerted force under his feet, his body twisting slightly to the right, deftly avoiding Ah Er's overhead slash. Instantly, the muscles on his body tensed, and with a sudden punch, he aimed for Ah Er's ribs!
Bang!
The moment this punch was thrown, the air erupted with a loud crash. Clearly, the force behind Lu Yu's punch was so tremendous that should it land, it would immediately shatter Ah Er's ribs!
Whoosh!
Just as Lu Yu's punch was about to hit Ah Er's ribs, a sharp sound of something cutting through the air suddenly rang out.
