How Heaven-Defying
Zhongye paused for a moment. Did her hand break? He dashed forward. He saw the young girl's wrist perfectly intact. The long swords aimed at her were as fragile as thin ice in her hands, breaking inch by inch. Zhongye's pupils contracted. This is...
"Martial Grandmaster, you're actually a Martial Grandmaster..." The dozen black-clad men were shocked and blurted out what Zhongye hadn't said.
"Congratulations, you guessed it right," Gu Shiyan said with a cheerful smile.
She flicked her sleeve.
Boom!
A wave of energy exploded.
"Ah..." In an instant, all the black-clad men fell to the ground in a miserable state, howling in pain.
Zhongye looked at her back, his Adam's apple rolling continuously.
He had always known that this young sister had some martial arts skills, but that was all. Who could have thought that she was a Martial Grandmaster?
In the entire world, only Master Xuan Kong had achieved this level and become a Martial Grandmaster.