[Strange, why did that sword strike feel so natural, as if heaven and earth were cooperating, and why did my strength explode beyond its full potential, how is this possible?]
"..." The young girl pointed at the mountain peak, her finger trembling, feeling as if her eyes were about to be blinded by the mirror-like cleaving. She then threw away her lady-like demeanor and roared directly, "How is this possible? How can this be!"
"That's why I said your brother Meng Qi would take several more years to catch up to my current self." Unable to figure it out, Zhao Yun stopped pondering and said with a smile, showing no change in expression due to the young girl's roar.
The young girl gaped, not knowing how to refute it. This powerful display left Ma Yunlu, who greatly admired Ma Chao, directly kneeling.
"How can this be!" Ma Yunlu murmured to herself.
