Impossible as Ants to Shake a Mighty Tree, I Have become Invincible! (II)

The front yard of Peach Mountain quaked violently. Lebu, the number one martial art master of the Golden Tribe, finally made his attack. He did not react more slowly than the national master or Qi Nian or anyone else. He was a bit late because he cultivated on martial arts and it took some time for him to hurl his bulky body onto Ning Que like a tiger onto its prey.

But it did not matter whether he came earlier or later, as he was doomed to fail. Ning Que heard the roar coming from behind. He turned his wrist and drew the jet-black blade back from over his shoulder, pounding onto Lebu's fist.