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When the killing intent of the Water Moon Fairy flared, Chu Hao immediately felt it.
Her offensive surged with incomparable ferocity, each move lethal, devoid of any mercy.
It was not that she had been holding back before, but that up until then, she had fought conservatively, always keeping some of her strength in reserve to protect herself, lest she and Chu Hao both end up with pyrrhic defeats—of course, Chu Hao would be severely injured, while she would be only lightly wounded.
If she was certain to win, why should she allow herself to be injured?
But now, as the Water Moon Fairy's killing intent surged, she no longer reserved any strength to protect herself; she poured all her power into her offense, seemingly ready to take a counterstrike from Chu Hao just to blast him away.
The killing intent was absolute and resolute.
Chu Hao couldn't help but grit his teeth; he and this woman hadn't had any kindness or grudges between them, so why was she fighting so desperately?
