Illusion Law Genius?

*Aa-!~*

Nora Alstreim's gasped before she pursed her quivering lips, embraced her abdomen, and sat down in agony as her knees touched the ground once again. Blood leaked from her mouth as it trickled down below her neck, dripping on her white robes, but she refused to let out a scream of pain as she looked at the clenched fists of Claire.

It was a sudden blow to the gut! She saw it but was still unable to stop it as the difference in their attacking speed seemed to have a wide gap. It was evident that their Body Tempering Cultivation wasn't at the same stage.

Nevertheless, she still recognized Claire, the Dragon Queen's subordinate, in front of her be an impostor.