It's just that now, these two no longer appear to have the same calm and collected demeanor as before. Their bodies are covered in blood and scorch marks, and even as they grit their teeth, they cannot stop the blood from oozing out of their mouths.
But their imposing aura is indeed quite extraordinary.
Unfortunately... whether it's that tragic sword or the seemingly endless momentum of the spear...
In front of Chu Qing, they both extinguished.
Chu Qing casually reached through the shadow of the spear, grabbing its shaft as if holding a snake at its vital point:
"By now, your martial arts hold no more secrets in my eyes.
If I were you, I'd stop resisting stubbornly... surrender swiftly, or commit suicide; both are not bad endings."
As he spoke, he raised a hand, timely blocking the broken sword falling from midair, before continuing:
"No need to embarrass yourselves further here."
