So what if you have a knife?
I have one… huh? Where is my knife?
Forget it. A rod works fine too.
Li Meng watched as Ming Shu took out a rod from thin air. Before she could figure out where this rod came from, Ming Shu had already attacked her with it.
She dodged the attack in a flurry. The rod scraped past her arm.
In that instant, a chill ran down Li Meng's spine.
Her entire body turned cold as though she was standing in the snow.
The girl opposite her seemed dissatisfied. It could be seen from her smile.
What was she dissatisfied about?
Shua—
The rod struck at her again. Li Meng's thoughts scattered and her mind turned empty.
She was not her match.
This was Li Meng's only thought.
Li Meng avoided the rod among the ruins. The rod hit her a few times and it was extremely painful. It didn't feel like a blunt object hit her. It felt like something smashed her soul.
