Victor

Golden Swallow was kicked hard by Victor. After crashing through who knew how many bamboo stalks, she finally came to a stop. Even after landing, she coughed up another mouthful of hot blood. Just as Golden Swallow struggled to rise, a watery blue whip-shadow snaked through the bamboo grove, winding around stalk after stalk before tightly coiling around her slender, fair neck.

Victor showed not the slightest hint of tenderness toward women. With a hard tug on the Water God Whip in his hand, he forcibly dragged Golden Swallow from over a hundred meters away and slammed her heavily to the ground before him. Victor reached out his large hand, about to haul Golden Swallow up. Yet she still refused to give up. Rolling over, she fired a streak of purple-gold light at Victor. At such close range, with the purple-gold dart moving so fast, dodging it was no easy task. The dart shot into Victor's body and passed straight through. Yet what splashed out was not blood, but water. It was as though the dart had not pierced human flesh, but fallen into a tranquil lake.

Victor suddenly split in two. The "Victor" pierced by the dart burst apart with a splash, turning into a mass of exploding water. The other Victor abruptly appeared at Golden Swallow's side and lashed out with a kick at the wrist of the hand that had thrown the dart. With a crack, Golden Swallow's wrist was snapped cleanly.

In an instant, a violent wave of pain drilled into Golden Swallow's senses, and the color drained from her face like a receding tide.

Victor sneered. He then kicked away Golden Swallow's pipa, twin blades, and pouch of concealed weapons, completely disarming her. Then, somehow, thick liquid suddenly gushed up from the ground and submerged