In the round mirror was clearly reflected the battle raging outside.
"A successor of Shura Hall and a successor of the White Bone Saint appearing at the same time, and even tearing into each other—was this really a coincidence, or…?" the woman murmured softly.
Just then, the battlefield shifted again.
Xue An, standing alone against two top experts, not only showed not the slightest hint of fear, but actually fought fiercer the longer he battled.
By the end, the killing intent on him had even solidified into blades and swords, surging forward with his punches to strike at his enemies.
In contrast, the two from Shura Hall grew more and more terrified as they fought.
Because to their horror they discovered that their own strength was being suppressed and weakened by the rise of his battle intent.
At this rate, it would not be long before they were defeated.
With their guts split from fear, the two who had never truly been able to act in perfect concert instantly fell apart.
