Making a Move Was Fake, Picking Up Girls Was Real
Xiao Qidong only felt a mountain-toppling, sea-overturning force crashing into him.
His whole body flew toward Qin Zhao like a cannonball.
"Aah!!!"
Qin Zhao had just steadied himself from the lake's recoil when he saw Xiao Qidong flying at him.
He wanted to dodge, but it was already too late.
The two collided, producing a dull thud.
With their Qi flows disrupted, they fell into the lake together, splashing up enormous waves.
Xiao Yifeng was in an extremely awkward position.
When his explosive strike smashed downwards, it seemed to have struck Xiao Qidong's leg.
They had no tacit understanding whatsoever.
He hurriedly pretended not to know and instead charged at Shen Wuxiao.
Shen Wuxiao flipped over him and slammed a fist into his back.
At the same time, he gritted his teeth and cursed, "Xiao Yifeng, you dare threaten me? If you dare touch my woman, I'll slaughter your whole family!"
After saying that, he roared toward the distance, "Get out of here! Why are you still watching?!"
Hexi's heart skipped a beat.
It felt as though he were risking his life to protect her.
Xiao Yifeng's mind buzzed.
He had been hit just now, right?
Had Shen Wuxiao said anything? What threat? Touch his woman?
At this moment, Qin Zhao leaped furiously out of the lake, his eyes bloodshot.
He charged at Shen Wuxiao once more.
This time, he circulated all the power in his body, and a faint golden glow surfaced around him.
Threads of Qi coiled around his fist, like power that had taken solid form.
Xiao Qidong was also unwilling to show weakness. He adjusted himself, his body drawing an arc through the air.
The broadsword in his hand feinted several times in midair before slashing