Outside the blockade.
Zhao Qingdai heard the crude words from Xiao Chi of the Whistling Arrow Guild.
At last, she snapped back to her senses.
She looked at Lu Xiu, who was carrying Nameless Blade, her expression rather grim.
Though she had not seen the earlier battle—she had only seen Lu Xiu and another person wrapped in thunder, hacking at each other.
But that scene of them hacking at each other amid thunder alone had already been enough to shake her.
That spectacle.
At least visually.
It was practically like two gods descending to the mortal world to beat each other senseless.
Especially when their weapons collided, and arcs of lightning in two different colors kept spreading outward.
Even setting aside that emotional impression.
Looking at the battle just now rationally—it was still shocking.
That Prison Rock player whose whole body had been wreathed in blue thunder definitely had high stats judging by the speed and destructive force he had unleashed, and his talent skill was not weak either. He was absolutely a top-tier high-sequence melee player.
Even in Nine Provinces, he would have ranked near the top.
But against such an existence.
Lu Xiu, who theoretically should not have been a match for him, not only had not fallen behind in the slightest—she could even be said to have been completely at ease from beginning to end!
The opponent's storm-like killing moves had all been easily defused by her, and in the end, she had killed him with a casual beheading in a manner that was practically a dimensional strike.
Although Zhao Qingdai knew that since Lu Xiu could make an instance like Sekiro and verify its clear, her combat skills certainly could not be too poor—but this was indeed a little too absurd.
Drawing lightning—
More importantly.
When