Qi Yunxiao didn't know yet that his little gambling secret had been discovered by Qin Ming, but he always attached great importance to this matter, because he wanted to make a friendly gesture to the boy as mysterious as a dragon, to obtain his "gift." He had to cut down Qin Ming with one sword and leave a mark within him.
Moreover, out of consideration for his own face, he wouldn't allow the second sword to return without success. He was looking for an opportunity to strike, determined to end this fight swiftly with an ultimate sword.
Night, torrential rain poured down like a flood, with the thunder deafening.
Qin Ming's entire body was illuminated, every strand of his fine hair clearly visible, glowing, as if he were drawing countless falling lightning bolts from the nine heavens, himself radiating a bright light.
