Su Ye's vision returned, and he found himself on a dueling platform barely a hundred zhang across.
A figure stood opposite him, lean and wiry, with a blade on each arm.
[Name]: Blade-Armed Race [Tier]: Two [Physique]: 123 [Mental]: 111
Su Ye narrowed his eyes at his opponent's stats. The monster on the first level was hardly strong.
"Die, you little bastard!"
Just then, the Blade-Armed Race warrior bellowed.
He streaked toward them like a flash of light, the blades on his arms gleaming coldly as a shrill whistle pierced the air.
Su Ye said nothing, his expression utterly calm.
A Da grinned from the passenger seat, grabbed his long saber, and stepped out of the vehicle, striding straight toward the enemy.
The two clashed in an instant.
"How is that possible?"
A moment later, sheer horror filled the Blade-Armed Race warrior's eyes.
His sharp arms struck A Da's saber light, but failed to budge it in the slightest. Instead, an unstoppable, terrifying force surged toward him.
That was hardly surprising. After all, A Da had seventy percent of Su Ye's stats.
Even counting only his base stats, A Da's physique and mental were both above 210 points, far beyond what this tier-two Blade-Armed Race warrior could match.
A hint of mockery flickered in A Da's eyes. Without giving his opponent a moment to breathe, he followed through with a sweeping slash.
Fierce saber light whistled forth. With a wet squelch, it cleaved the Blade-Armed Race warrior in two, spraying blood across the platform.
"Master, all done."
A Da neatly put away his saber, leaped back into the vehicle, and chuckled at Su Ye.
"Be more decisive next time. Don't waste time," Su Ye said flatly.
"You got it, Master!"
As soon as Su Ye finished speaking, a