It was apparent that this Ma Wo was a practiced fighter.
His sword came down swift, accurate, and ruthless, distinctly showcasing his stability and grounding.
Had he faced a typical officer from the Public Affairs Hall, they might have been at a loss on how to handle him for quite some time.
But who did he have the misfortune of encountering today if not Tang Feng?
In Tang Feng's eyes, this fierce move was riddled with flaws.
With just a sidestep, he easily dodged the thrust.
Before Ma Wo could even retract his move, Tang Feng had already swiftly reached out with both hands.
The next second, that rusty iron sword was in his possession.
A surge of shock flooded Ma Wo's heart. Though only one move had been exchanged, he had already realized the young man's extraordinary strength, far beyond his own capacity to deal with.
Damn, when did the Public Affairs Hall get such a tough character?
He cursed under his breath and turned to continue his escape.
