C96 Genius face smile

Yan Xiao's sword was as fast as lightning, directly piercing towards Chu Huaizhi's eye with a sharp edge.

Chu Huaizhi's fist was raging as the ocean rose. He could still release his battle qi, but in close combat, would the speed of the battle qi be faster than Yan Xiao's sword?

If one did not have this confidence, or was afraid of death, they would not be able to confirm it