Holy Beast Bone

When masters crossed blades, a difference of a hair could often lead to an error of a thousand miles...

Ever since Zhang Tie had fought his way out of Maple Leaf Fort Outpost, that man had made four consecutive misjudgments about Zhang Tie in an extremely short span of time.

The first time, Zhang Tie had used his shield as a target to draw the man's Sound Strike. The man had not expected Zhang Tie to successfully conceal his body behind the shield, rendering his Sound Strike ineffective. What he had expected even less was that the Flying Spear Zhang Tie threw could already threaten his life. Caught off guard, he was injured by Krel.

The second time, the man had not expected Zhang Tie to withstand his battle qi bombardment barehanded—and then charge through it...

The third time, he had expected even less that Zhang Tie had already activated the Swift Movement Technique while charging at him. Zhang Tie looked as though he had already exhausted every ounce of strength, but the enormous boost to his speed from the Swift Movement Technique allowed him to erupt with nearly twice his usual charging speed in an instant.

The fourth time, Zhang Tie wore gloves and held no weapon in his hands. The man had never imagined that Zhang Tie possessed another incomparably sharp weapon—and that weapon's killing radius was far beyond his expectations. From five meters away, the moment Zhang Tie drew his sword, the blade's edge was already upon him, leaving him nowhere to dodge.

So, he could only die!

At the time, he had died unwillingly. As the two brushed past one another in flight, he had even turned his head to look at Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie was vomiting blood too, but blood was spraying from that