Although he's a bit younger, the Night Watchman in front of me is not weak.
The swordplay just now was quite potent; it feels like it must be at least Sixth Phase.
Furthermore, the weapon is not ordinary.
Fu Qian looked at the long sword in his hand.
After that Air Bullet hit, the sword-wielding person's palm was nearly torn apart, but the sword itself seemed unharmed.
A young Middle Tier with a fine sword, could it come from the Academy?
The Swordsmanship Department? A senior to Ji Liushuang?
"Who are you?"
After the previous attack, the young Night Watchman clearly knew the score and didn't dare to advance, only standing at a distance, fully vigilant and with a look as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Take off the mask!"
"So, you knew nothing just now and just went ahead and tried to chop people up? Is this how you Night Watchmen operate?"
Seeing this, Fu Qian also didn't continue to attack and asked with a smile instead.
