You're insane!
Shi Hao sighed. He didn't even know the man, yet he was suddenly under attack for no reason; if that wasn't madness, what was?
Some people are just bloodthirsty madmen!
Ma Youlin's face was covered with a smile, and his eyes gleamed with excitement.
He indeed relished in killing, and the stronger and more difficult to kill his opponent was, the more thrilled he became.
With a push off his feet, using the faint resilience of the lake water, he charged towards Shi Hao.
Come on!
Whoosh, Ma Youlin lunged with his sword.
Shi Hao similarly channeled the Water Element, condensing frost in his left hand, and laid down a layer of forceful energy for double protection before he punched directly towards the long sword.
Ma Youlin revealed a cold smile, taking the challenge head-on. Wasn't this just seeking death?
His sword was exceedingly sharp, sure to cut one's hand off with a single blow.