He Wenyu understood that Luo Qianqian meant for her to focus on the enemy, while the other person was left to Luo Qianqian.
But this fat guy, is he really someone to mess with? No matter how you look at it, this fat guy... thick-skinned, harder to beat, right?
However, since she was the one who chose the opponent first, Luo Qianqian just let her be, and besides, no need to worry about getting hurt, or the opponent being ruthless. This situation is like a golden opportunity, isn't it?
All her Spiritual Power was mobilized, and the sword was sheathed with an orange glow. With a slight draw of the sword, she quickly thrust it out, not allowing the opponent any room to block.
Her speed, augmented by Spiritual Power, reached quite a horrifying extent, and the pressure from the Spiritual Power instantly surged to the extreme, making the burly man feel the oppression of Spiritual Power too.
The sturdy young man had no weapon; it was obvious that his body was his best weapon!
