Dongfang Bubai swept her gaze over the crowd before it finally settled on Jiang Hao. It was her first time seeing Jiang Hao, and she was slightly surprised. She had no idea where such a master had come from. "Who are you? With skills like yours, you cannot be an unknown figure in the martial world, yet I have never seen someone like you."
"Jiang Hao."
Jiang Hao answered softly.
Dongfang Bubai gave Jiang Hao another long look. "You are Jiang Hao, the Jiang Hao known as the Peerless Young Master? I did not expect you to truly have some skill. Was Ren Woxing rescued by you?"
"Yes!"
"Then you were also the one who stole my cannons!"
"What cannons?"
Jiang Hao flatly denied it. He had long since grown used to being shameless. He would admit what he should admit and never falsely confess to what he should not.
"Hmph. I do not care who you are. Since you helped Ren Woxing and ruined my plans, hand over your life." With a flick of her wide sleeve, Dongfang Bubai sent another spray of flying needles shooting forth.
Jiang Hao leaped into the air and shouted, "Sword Eight!"
In midair, Jiang Hao's sword danced into a blur without a single opening. A chaotic series of clangs rang out as he knocked aside the needles flying at him, while his sword thrust toward Dongfang Bubai.
Dongfang Bubai was slightly startled. Her opponent had actually deflected every one of her flying needles. She praised, "Fine swordsmanship," then reached out to seize Jiang Hao's sword.
Clang!
The sword met Dongfang Bubai's hand, only to be forcibly caught by her. Jiang Hao then saw clearly that she wore a pair of silkworm-silk gloves.
Damn, that was incredible. Could those be Thanos's gloves?
Snap!
Dongfang