Although the Beastman outpaces Guan Yu by a whole margin, Guan Yu's Sword Mastery LV.7 not only enhances his attacks but also increases the speed of his sword swings.
The Beastman barely dodges, and several times the long blade skims past his face.
It is at this moment that Guan Yu suddenly holds back.
"You are not my match. If I strike thrice more, I will surely cut you down. Once the blade strikes, it's hard to retract its force."
Guan Yu sheaths his blade and states the truth. This Beastman is already in peril, and Guan Yu uses less than eighty percent of his strength each time to avoid killing him.
The mid-stage Gold Beastman, having witnessed Guan Yu's power, does not dare to refute him nor have words to counter.
The Beastman's competitiveness is not high; after a fight, as long as he isn't injured and has meat to eat, he is content.
"Alright!"
Zhan Wuyue clapped fiercely below, his blood boiling, yearning to fight Guan Yu himself.
