However, at this moment, facing the martial arts techniques and stances displayed by the cold-faced man's afterimages, Hao Qi and Yun Qingqing felt as though they were ordinary people who knew nothing of martial arts. Among these hundreds of afterimages, no two shared the exact same movement, footwork, or martial arts technique. Yet, even if the two of them tried to oppose any single one of those afterimages at the same speed, they did not possess the slightest bit of confidence that they could dodge or fend it off.
This was a martial artist's instinct and intuition. After the hundreds of afterimages appeared and vanished, Hao Qi and Yun Qingqing were covered in cold sweat, their heads even throbbing and aching. In the fraction of a second that had just passed, far too much information had entered their brains through their retinas, causing their brains to "overheat" during that brief instant. Fortunately, an amount of information to this degree still remained within a processable range; had the volume of data been dozens of times larger, brain death on the spot might have been entirely possible.
Hao Qi let out a low, almost groaning murmur. This cold-faced man was Dugu Qiubai. Aside from him, almost no one in this world could possibly know who this was, but Hao Qi knew. Therefore, regarding the terrifying formidable nature of his sword techniques, martial arts, and movement methods, he was not actually all that surprised. What truly concerned him the most was that ability …
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