Whoosh~
Michael, without a second thought, immediately leapt into the air, riding the fierce wind howling away. His actions were fluid and flawless, showing that he has done this many times before.
If not for his extraordinary body technique, he could not have survived to become a Martial Saint; he would have been killed long ago.
Unfortunately, he encountered Ye Qingzhou.
"Competing with me in speed?"
Ye Qingzhou stomped his left foot forward heavily, and his figure vanished from its place, leaving behind a deep pit and a powerful aftermath tearing through the air.
Seventy times the speed of sound!
Seventy times without transgressing the rules, when sword speed surpasses seventy Mach, you act according to your heart's desire, and no one can overstep your rules.
At this moment, Ye Qingzhou had already reached such a realm.
