As Daiqisi charged forward, Ouyang Feng's Toad Skill had also built up to its peak. Just as he was about to strike, his body suddenly halted. "Huh?"
Daiqisi herself did not know why she had rushed forward so recklessly. Could it be that she had fallen for this young man? A chill ran through her entire body, and she immediately rejected that possibility. After thinking it over, she could only attribute it to the fact that she had invested so much in Song Qingshu—albeit passively. Still, he truly was someone worth relying on. In the future, she and Xiao Zhao would probably have to depend on him to deal with the Lord of Light.
"So I absolutely can't let him die now. Otherwise, wouldn't all my sacrifices have been for nothing?"
Daiqisi gritted her teeth and charged in with her sword. Though fierce winds swirled through the field and figures flashed everywhere, leaving her unable to tell who was who, she thought that no matter what, she could at least interfere with that white-robed old man and give Song Qingshu a chance to turn the tables.
But the moment she approached their battle, she realized she had been wrong—and horribly wrong. The two men's martial arts were so profound that the aftershocks of their techniques filled an entire radius of ten feet with every gesture. The instant she barged in, the scattered force seemed to find an outlet and surged toward her all at once.
Daiqisi's mind went blank. Either one of the two men in the arena stood at the very pinnacle of the martial world. A casual palm strike from either of them could kill her on the spot, let alone these forces that were practically the equivalent of both men attacking together.
"Chiba... I wonder if I'll