The Battle of Jialing Pass and the Valley of the End

Atop the head of Qian Renxue's statue, Di Qiulin gripped the Golden Dragon Spear tightly in both hands.

The fierce wind whipped through her short golden hair, and a trace of reluctance lingered in her purplish-red eyes.

"Yuhao, I'll say it one more time!"

"Come back with me!"

Di Qiulin bit her lower lip, her voice still clear amid the thunderous roar of the waterfall.

"I really... don't want to hurt you!"

Huo Yuhao's gaze sharpened instantly.

"You don't want to hurt me?"

"Are you saying you can hurt me whenever you want?"

The moment the words fell, Huo Yuhao did not hesitate at all. He sprang forward and leaped down from the top of Tang San's statue.

Watching Huo Yuhao's resolute back, Di Qiulin's expression turned serious.

She likewise jumped down from Qian Renxue's statue, chasing after him like a golden meteor.

"Yuhao, you forced me to do this!"

Di Qiulin secretly made up her mind.

It seemed gentle persuasion was useless.

I can only beat you into submission first, tie you up, and then start talking you around!

Boom!

The two of them landed on the rushing water almost at the same time.

The powerful impact instantly sent two water columns several meters high surging up. With a sharp sound of air being torn apart, spray scattered everywhere.

After that, neither of them gave an inch. They both circulated the Soul Power within their bodies and charged straight toward each other across the water's surface.

Bang!

Fists and feet clashed.

A dull sonic boom exploded in the center of the river valley. A powerful shockwave spread outward along the surface of the water, kicking up wave after wave.

Under the recoil, the two each slid back several meters, opening up the distance between them.

After that probing exchange,