Star Picking Girl said nothing more. Zhang Ding Tian had shown tremendous strength, but his opponent was Mu Rong—and Mu Rong possessed an unmatched presence in the Extreme Realm. It wasn't just one of the Ten Arbiters who acknowledged this; even she had to admit that Mu Rong's strength was unfathomable in the Extreme Realm.
With Battle Qi bolstering his long saber, Zhang Ding Tian had the strength to withstand Mu Rong's charge. He reversed the blade and struck. Mu Rong leaped into the air to dodge the slash, then pointed his wooden flute at Zhang Ding Tian's head. Zhang Ding Tian raised a hand and seized the flute. Bolstered by Five-pattern Battle Qi, his strength exceeded the limits of what Mu Rong could withstand. He raised his saber and slashed down viciously. He knew Mu Rong wasn't fighting at full strength. So what? If Mu Rong didn't want to give it his all, then he wouldn't get the chance to fight at all.
With the wooden flute caught in Zhang Ding Tian's grip and the saber bearing down, Mu Rong had only two choices: abandon the flute and dodge, or take the blow. He chose the latter and didn't so much as flinch.
Zhang Ding Tian had come up through the battlefield. He had been a soldier back on Earth, and he feared neither death nor killing. He brought his saber down without mercy. Many people felt their scalps prickle. The slash met no resistance—was Mu Rong about to die in Sea King's Heaven?
Whoosh!
A blast of air swept in every direction, forcing the river away from beneath Mu Rong and Zhang Ding Tian's feet. Zhang Ding Tian's saber stopped less than a centimeter above Mu Rong's head, unable to descend any farther. The space around them fell