Swish.
The saber flickered with a silvery-white light. Even on the bloody battlefield, it emanated a very distinctive sense of beauty.
This was truly a beautiful strike!
Li Wei's mouth fell open. She wanted to say something, but lost her voice at this moment. All she could do was stare blankly at the blade of light. She was even immersed in it.
Perhaps Li Wei did not know what this meant. She found even the light from the saber beautiful, and was even immersed in it.
However, some senior martial artists knew its significance. The strike of the saber was perfect, whole, and out of this world. Even those inhuman experts who had broken the genetic lock might not have such comprehension in martial arts.
"Outstanding…"
Some of the martial artists in the escort team sighed, but their sighs faintly revealed a trace of pity.
