The times had changed long ago. With high-tech weapons available, who would foolishly rush in for hand-to-hand combat?
Anyway, among the many Reincarnators of today, few still stubbornly relied on their own bodies to fight others to the death. With advanced weapons available, why not use them?
"Anyway, Nezha is under my protection. Got it?"
There was no need to continue talking with Shen Gongbao. Xiao Qing spoke coldly, pulling Little Nezha behind her and speaking with an arrogant expression.
"..."
The others present were somewhat speechless, but they did not say much. Li Jing and his wife, however, felt greatly relieved. Seeing how protectively Xiao Qing treated Nezha made them even more reassured.
"Words are pointless. Let's settle this with our hands."
Shen Gongbao, who believed himself to be the best candidate for a Golden Immortal, naturally had his own pride.
He could excuse the brief exchange earlier, when he had been thoroughly beaten, by saying that he had not taken it seriously and had underestimated his opponent.
But now that he had heard Xiao Qing say he was not even as good as the mortals he looked down upon, how could he endure it?
I am a dignified True Immortal of the Chan Sect, and someone says I am inferior to mortals? I have to prove otherwise, don't I?
Thus, Shen Gongbao also drew his weapon and looked seriously at Xiao Qing across from him.
Previously, he had been worried about being discovered, but now he no longer needed to care about that. He would make this woman see that he, an immortal of the Chan Sect, was not someone any random cat or dog could bully.
Having decided to get serious, Shen Gongbao took out his weapon: a longsword that appeared to be formed from joints, with