Amidst the torrential rain of Illusion Light and marbles, the young man stood still, not dodging or evading in the slightest, simply wielding the Sword Qi in his hand. His aura was calm, yet the others began to appear flustered, often struck by their own marbles, meeting a regrettable end.
Until the onlooker, An De, couldn't hold back anymore and shouted:
"Watch out, dear nephew!"
Before that shout, the attack had already breached the void.
Even more surreptitiously, the attacker wasn't An De at all, but An Neng, who had quietly slipped to the other side.
Without any warning, the iron hammer, as large as a head, was already dangerously close.
Only when it was within three inches of his face did it unleash a thunderous sound as if for mischief, clashing with Li Hen's counter-defense.
The young man's body was launched airborne from the collision. He spun mid-air, landing lightly without a scratch.
