"Hmph! You brainless brute, blinded by lust, without even looking at what you are—do you really think you're worthy?" Qian Yuxi parted her crimson lips, her words dripping with utter disdain and contempt, her tone as if she were watching a pathetic ant overestimating itself and trying to leap around. Right at that moment, the bronze gongs of the martial arts match clanged loudly, shattering the brief, explosive tension of the standoff like a heavy hammer.
A cold snort escaped Ge Dayong's nostrils, followed immediately by a deafening roar that seemed to make the surrounding air tremble. Gripping the hilt of his heavy blade with both hands, he raised it high, the metal flashing with a chilling glare in the sunlight. With heavy yet hurried strides, each step causing the ground to quiver slightly, he lunged fiercely toward Qian Yuxi, radiating a ferocious aura. The broadsword swept through the air in a fiercely sharp arc, its piercing whistle sounding like wailing ghosts as it came straight down toward the crown of Qian Yuxi's head.
This fierce strike appeared simple and crude without any technique, yet it actually contained immense power. If anyone were truly hit by this blade, even the hardest boulder would hardly be able to withstand it and would surely be split in two.
Chapter 150