When Lu Sheng spat out the words "Talk to your damn mother" and suddenly conjured a half-meter-long broadsword, Shi Yuwei's eyes widened in shock.
Is this Qiangwei out of her mind?!
She'd already told her that if they fought, it would be an even match, a fifty-fifty split, and the outcome would only be mutual destruction. Yet she was still ready to throw down?
Shi Yuwei didn't have time to say another word before Lu Sheng's massive blade came slicing through the air, aiming straight for her head in the very first strike!
"...Wait a minute!"
Shi Yuwei instinctively tilted her head to the side.
The tip of Lu Sheng's blade skimmed past her neck, just shy of genuinely cutting into her flesh. That sudden gust of chilling wind left every hair on edge.
Barely dodging such a swift and ferocious blow, Shi Yuwei staggered back a step, but Lu Sheng's second strike came down immediately after.
A relentless assault, giving her no time to catch her breath, let alone speak.
Fuck!