Lu Chi said nothing. Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and dripped onto the floor.
His mind kept replaying the moments when he had faced death in the arena over the past twelve days: the crushing pressure of staking every ounce of his strength on a single attack against the Iron-Bone Crocodile, the agony of forcibly twisting his bones to change direction instantly against those swift aliens.
Sand... vibrations at the same frequency...
Lu Chi closed his eyes. He stopped thinking about moves or where to aim his blade. He sank all his attention into his own body.
He could feel it. After all the brushes with death and the torment of the Hundred Refinements Guidance Technique, his control over his body had already reached a terrifying level of precision.
He could feel the tension in his thigh muscles, the expansion of his blood vessels as his heart pumped blood through them, even the faint friction of the hilt's texture against his fingertips.
Every cell... erupt at once!
Lu Chi's eyes snapped open, a frightening gleam flashing in their depths.
Instead of swinging his blade in broad, sweeping motions as before, he stood still, his right hand gripping the hilt, and let his body tremble slightly at an extremely high frequency.
It was like a pebble suddenly dropping into still water.
Boom!
The Bloodshadow Battle Blade became a dazzling streak of dark red lightning, slashing down at an unimaginable speed!
The blade struck empty space, yet the air ahead of its edge was forcibly compressed into a visible, white, crescent-shaped blade of air! It shot forward with a howl and slammed into the abandoned factory's alloy wall five meters away, leaving a horrifying gash three inches deep!
After that single swing, Lu Chi dropped to one knee as