As Meng Tingxue raised her sword to slash at Ning Shaofeng, a figure darted out ahead of her.
Lu Chen's saber carved a dazzling arc through the air, like a river of stars suddenly lighting up the dark night sky. It crossed several yards and struck Ning Shaofeng's silver spear head-on.
Clang-
Saber and spear collided, sending sparks flying.
Ning Shaofeng felt a powerful surge of force rush along the shaft, abruptly numbing the web of his spear hand. The Cloud-Treading Beast beneath him let out a startled cry, its four hooves sliding backward several steps and plowing four deep furrows through the gravel.
Watching the figure charging ahead of her, Meng Tingxue loosened her grip on her sword slightly.
"Lu Chen..."
Ning Shaofeng glanced down at his still-quivering silver spear, some of the contempt fading from his face.
"Who are you?"
Lu Chen pointed his saber diagonally toward the ground, powerful force surging ceaselessly within him.
"A dead man doesn't need to know."
Ning Shaofeng froze, then laughed in furious disbelief.
"Big words!"
He was a prodigy of the Ning family in Green Prefecture. He had practiced his family's supreme arts since childhood and reached bone-forging perfection at a young age. Even in Green Prefecture, few dared treat him with such contempt.
Yet now, a youth who looked no older than seventeen or eighteen dared declare before everyone that he would kill him!
"Let's see how many thrusts you can block!"
Ning Shaofeng abruptly squeezed the beast's flanks.
The Cloud-Treading Beast threw back its head and neighed, clouds swelling around its four hooves. Its massive body accelerated instantly, hurtling toward Lu Chen with crushing momentum.
Ning Shaofeng's blood and qi erupted fully at that same moment.
Silvery-white bone patterns lit up along his spine, spreading swiftly to his arms.