We Might Be Watching the Fake Barbaric Natives

"Well, well! An inferior swordsman who isn't at level 8 dares to lecture me?" Hex said lazily, "Try to take one of my sword strikes, and I'll see if you have the right to give me lectures."

With a cold expression, his feet moved slightly in the air.

In the next instant, he already appeared before Nalan Hongwu!

He hacked down his huge fiery-red blade with vicious force!

"Instant Strike!? This is Mr. Hex' Instant Strike!" Many knights exclaimed on White Pigeon Square.

"The Instant Strike that can chop a level 8 magical beast in half! My goodness!"

However, in the next moment, they saw Nalan Hongwu move his feet slightly, and his body swayed to one side a little bit.

The huge blade missed him by a narrow margin!

White-haired and white-clothed, Duke Nalan stood where he was with his hands clasped behind his back, looking as if he hadn't moved at all.

"My goodness!"

"What just happened?!"