Cong Shuling and Cong Renfei had no intention of showing hostility lightly when facing the Martial Artists of this world.
First, they represented the Double Sword Sect and Infinite Land. Second, as outsiders who had come to this planet, they wished to bring goodwill first. Only if the other side refused that goodwill would they decide to show malice.
That was also why the two of them had remained restrained ever since arriving in this world. If they could be friends, there was no need to become enemies.
The saying "no discord, no concord" was difficult to put into practice in many situations.
Once hands were raised, the matter could no longer be settled with a few words.
For Martial Artists who had fought and killed all year round, once they made a move, their ultimate aim was inevitably to thoroughly eliminate the enemy, fighting with everything they had.
Although Cong Shuling and Cong Renfei had lived in Infinite Land and Infinite Starry Sky for many years, and had personally taken many lives, Feng Cheng's influence had left them with a certain respect for life. Under normal circumstances, they would not lightly take another person's life.
Of course, if the other party refused to be friends, that was another matter. Neither of them was particularly gentle.
This was precisely when communication between both sides was most difficult. Any rash action could easily be mistaken for an attack.
For example, the two clusters of faint yellow light in Cong Renfei's hands—"Language Soul Power Packs"—looked very much like the Energy Bullet attacks of this world.
If he threw them over directly, it was hard to say they would not provoke a fierce reaction.
What should they do? Cong Renfei stroked his chin and secretly said to Cong Shuling, "Sis, draw their attention