Loyal Tatamu

Wang Zhong's body was like a swaying shadow. The sword missed its target.

Pievrov was aware that he himself was very fast and had powerful vision. After all, he was a mid-leveled Heavenly Soul Stage soldier who had experienced many trials. However, humans were extremely backward when it came to combat techniques. They focused heavily on form, while Mizobudapi heroes had mastered the significance behind these attacks.

Pievrov's wrist shook slightly. The blinding light from the divine sword instantly dispersed and turned into Sword Qi that was released in all directions. It was as if spikes of light had been released in front of Wang Zhong's eyes.

They were too close to each other, but the trajectories of the Sword Qi could not be predicted. They defied the laws of physics.

Whoosh whoosh~