Demon Charm said nothing. The Moon Blades spun a chilling arc in her hands, and her figure turned into a phantom within the red mist. In the blink of an eye, she had closed in on Jiang Lan.
She was so fast that even the old monsters at the Titled Douluo level in the stands gave slight nods.
Hu Liena and Xie Yue's Martial Soul Fusion Skill was called the Golden Generation's trump card for good reason.
In the Demon Charm state, her speed, strength, and perception had all received terrifying boosts. Moreover, that layer of red mist had special effects: all senses were reduced by fifty percent, Soul Power was suppressed by fifty percent, and every action was slowed by fifty percent.
But Jiang Lan raised the Trident and thrust forward. "Take this."
The instant the trident's tip pierced the red mist, Demon Charm's figure abruptly flashed out from the side. A Moon Blade slashed diagonally at Jiang Lan's nape from an exceptionally tricky angle.
The strike was fast and vicious, its angle covering virtually every normal route of evasion.
Jiang Lan flicked his wrist, casually laying the Trident horizontally behind his head.
"Clang—!"
The Moon Blade struck the Trident's shaft, scattering sparks in every direction.
Demon Charm's expression changed almost imperceptibly. She had used seventy percent of her strength in that strike, enhanced by the Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Even if she could not cut through the Trident, she should have sent Jiang Lan flying.
Yet the trident did not budge, and neither did that little lump of flesh in golden armor.
"First punch," Jiang Lan said.
He swung a palm backward, aiming straight for Demon Charm's abdomen.
Demon Charm reacted quickly, retreating sharply through the red mist while crossing her twin blades before her stomach.
The force