Xiao Qingge let out a sharp cry, swinging the Suona with enough force to generate gusts of wind. She alternated between horizontal sweeps and downward smashes, her movements broad and unrestrained—a style of pure, ferocious power!
Jiang Che met her attacks head-on with his Gloves. Every collision erupted with dull THUDS and a shower of blinding sparks, a sound that set the teeth of the spectators on edge.
"My heavens… are all the disciples from the Profound Sound Sect this ferocious?"
"That Suona must be made of Profound Iron, right? If that thing smashed into a person…"
"But for this Jiang Che to take so many hits, he must have some real skill!"
The crowd murmured amongst themselves, but on the stage, Jiang Che grew more alarmed with every exchange.
'Xiao Qingge's strength is not the least bit inferior to Wang Zhenhai, who specializes in the Iron Body technique!'
'Isn't the Profound Sound Sect supposed to specialize in using sound waves to disrupt the mind?'
