Chapter 94, Yacha is a Woman!

The steel blade sliced straight towards the neck, its cold, gleaming edge growing larger and larger in Zhou Yang's pupils.

"Too slow!"

Zhou Yang let out a scornful chuckle and extended two fingers, pinching the blade, halting the opponent's momentum abruptly.

Huh?

The Dongying martial artist's pupils shrank suddenly—what… catching a blade with bare hands? Could his own Inner Strength Second Realm be so feeble before this man?!

What kind of monster was he?!

Zhou Yang flicked the steel blade with his finger, and with a clanging sound, the blade quivered and hummed. The powerful force of the flick numbed the Dongying martial artist's arm, causing the steel blade to fly out of his hand.

The finely-forged blade trembled to its limit and then cracked, like brittle ice breaking into several segments.

"You're too noisy, let's end this!"