The moment his fingertips met the blade, it was like the collision of two metals, sending a flurry of electric sparks flying.
A surging surge of true qi gushed out from Chen Wanli's fingertips, exploding in mid-air and rushing outward in all directions.
Muraki, sitting directly opposite, felt as if he were about to be blown in half by this blast of air, his entire upper body feeling as though it had been violently twisted around.
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