Seeing the startling change in Tuo Tie's body, Richard's eyes slightly narrowed, and he swiftly retreated, dodging the attack.
With a loud "bang," the broadsword struck the ground, sending soil flying like bullets in all directions, and raising a massive cloud of dust, resembling a yellow dragon soaring into the sky.
In the swirling dust, Tuo Tie lifted his broadsword without rushing to pursue, simply taking deep breaths, adjusting his physical state, and gazing at Richard with a solemn look.
"I did not want to use this move," Tuo Tie hummed, "I had planned to save it for the final as a safeguard, but you forced my hand."
"What is this?" Richard, maintaining a distance of about ten meters from Tuo Tie, squinted and asked.
"You mean my current state?" Tuo Tie was not very secretive, saying, "I call it Bloodline Power, bestowed upon me by my ancestors. It makes me faster, stronger, and of course, it can kill you."