She could sense that the young commander in front of her, who didn't look that much younger than her, had an astonishing resistance towards poison.
It was very likely that Commander Lin Lu might not be his opponent.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Fighting with ease, Long Qian Xing deflected all of the female adjutant attack. His movement made one wonder whether the axe actually weighted nothing when it clashed against his sword. Yet the crisp sound told them otherwise.
The female adjutant was sweating profusely. With Lin Lu increasing the amount of poison, she was also getting affected.
Yet, the young man in front of her didn't seem to be tired in the slightest bit.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
"You…"
