The invisible Absalom froze. Too fast—he had not even seen when Wuli drew his sword!
Blood spurted from a gash across Absalom's face, blurring his vision. His body appeared before everyone's eyes.
Everyone was stunned!
"Aaagh!"
A wretched, beastlike howl rang out. The pain in it was unmistakable.
Blood streamed from the deep sword wound across Absalom's lion-like face, forcing his right eye shut.
"You... you..." Absalom pointed at Wuli and growled in disbelief. "How is this possible? I didn't even sense your attack!"
"How did you get so strong? You shouldn't be this strong!"
By the end, Absalom was babbling. He could not understand how the man before him had suddenly become so powerful.
When they had fought before, he had left the Marine commodore almost unable to fight back.
How, in less than a day, had Wuli grown strong enough to defeat him in one move? He had not even sensed the attack.
His gaze flickered in and out of focus. For an instant, he glimpsed the man Wuli had been before. Then Wuli became a sword—a blade of terrifying sharpness hidden within his soul.
"Is that really Commodore Wuli? He's so strong!" Absalom was not the only one shocked. The Marines cried out too.
"Has Commodore Wuli been hiding his strength all along? It didn't seem like it!"
The Marines had fought alongside Wuli many times, but Shangyang had always dealt with the toughest opponents.
Yet the Wuli before them was so powerful they could hardly believe their eyes. Could the man radiating such formidable Sword Intent truly be their commanding officer?
Shangyang's eyes lit up too. As Wuli's pet, it could feel his power, and it was the only one there certain that his strength had surged so suddenly.
It just did not know what method