Qiao Liya transformed into a blue light and rushed toward him.
With Kaionis's Snow in hand, all knowledge of swordsmanship suddenly flooded into Su Ming'an's mind. Like the girl had once done, he stared intently at the dazzling blue light and then, with all his strength, slashed down—
[——HP-75! (Combat Power Suppression! Mentality Resistance! Break Technique!)]
With a combat power as high as 600, this strike was no longer an insurmountable gap before him. Glancing at his own HP of 55, Su Ming'an lifted his eyelids from the exploding blue light.
When only the kings remained on both sides, rules no longer mattered, leaving only the most direct confrontation.
Eni's HP was still at 95, and he struggled to prop up his pain-ridden body, his hand trembling as he held the sword. He controlled his brilliant flames, closely watching Su Ming'an's HP—around 50.
