Niten Ichi-Ryu

The shrill cries of the babies were immediately suppressed by Li Xianyu's huge mental power.

Weeping Baby was a ghost blade, the biggest deterrent effect had no effect for enemies with strong mental power, but Li Xianyu still had to face up to this sword, which was countless times more ferocious than the bamboo sword.

Ding! The sound of gold and iron clattering was heard all over the venue. With two people around the center, the ground around the centre quickly cracked and the gravel burst, even hitting the front row audience. At the same time, the two bald-headed referee in the challenge arena used their qi to break the broken stones, which were as fast as bullets. Occasionally, the missing ones were also blocked by the audience. Fortunately, the people present were not ordinary people. Otherwise, the gravel alone would cause huge casualties.

"Blocked? Fucking blocked again?"

"Using his left hand. Fuck, it's unthinkable."

"He's mocking him, haha."