Feeling the sudden rush of air approaching his back at breakneck speeds, Bai Zemin did not even hesitate for a moment as his body reacted before his brain did.
Doing a 180-degree turn and raising his sword high, Bai Zemin's 85 Strength points completely burst out as he slashed downward ferociously as if he wanted to split his enemy into two pieces.
CLANG!
The sound of metal clashing against metal resounded loudly and Bai Zemin felt his right arm go very slightly numb. However, his Strength stat was not low at this point so he was not forced to retreat.
"You finally came out, you damn zombie!" A smile rose on Bai Zemin's face as he looked at his expected enemy.
Indeed, Ming Shui Shui's description was lacking but accurate.
