Standing in the distance, Qian Yuxi kept her eyes locked onto Feng Wenjun like nails, terrified of missing even the slightest change in his expression, her heart filled with tension and worry. Facing such a powerful opponent, she knew well that even she would find it hard to resist. Her thoughts surged like the tide, and her hands involuntarily clenched together as she closely and intently observed every move the two of them made.
Time flew by. Kuang Dao's strength was gradually exhausted, and his movements grew sluggish and labored, every action feeling as though he were fighting against a heavy mountain. His breathing was rapid and heavy, sounding like a dilapidated bellows being pulled with great difficulty, emitting a hoarse rattle.
Feng Wenjun's gaze was like burning fire, locked onto Kuang Dao's every move. His sword techniques grew increasingly fierce, striking Kuang Dao with the relentless fury of a violent storm, leaving the opponent not a single moment to catch his breath. Every sword stroke carried the momentum to level mountains and fill seas, seemingly tearing the very space apart.
Chapter 52