"Idiot!" Mei Tiexin's face was full of scorn.
She had no idea what was going through Lu Xiao's mind.
A piece of trash at best in the Transcendent Realm Third and Fourth Levels, where does he get the courage?
Even if you are Xuanyuan Panshi's disciple, even if you have the ability to fight across levels like Yu Heng, there is a limit to overstepping one's bounds.
In the Transcendence Realm, it's not impossible for your combat power to overwhelming suppress an opponent one or two levels higher than you.
Just like Li Qing.
Under the pinnacle of swordsmanship, the Seventh Layer has a chance against the Ninth Layer.
But you, at the Transcendent Realm Third and Fourth Levels, thinking of competing with a Quasi-Half-Immortal like me, you're too full of yourself.
"Die!" Mei Tiexin thrust out with her sword.
The movement was casual, simple.
It was just the savage Inner Qi swirling on the sword's edge that tore through and made the air shriek.
