"You big white cat, you really haven't improved at all."
Lü Lingqi sneered, gracefully evading the attacks before swinging the Fang Tian Hua Ji in her hands toward Dai Mubai's chest.
The tiger claw collided with the Fang Tian Hua Ji, and the outcome needed no explanation.
Bang!
Dai Mubai could not withstand the tremendous force transmitted through the Fang Tian Hua Ji. He rolled across the ground more than a dozen times before finally coming to a stop.
"Pfft!"
In that brief clash, a jet of blood suddenly burst from Dai Mubai's throat, splattering the arena floor.
His tiger claw was also drenched in blood, likely already injured badly enough to leave him mildly disabled.
"Drip."
Gritting his teeth against the agony, Dai Mubai barely managed to force himself to his feet. Crimson blood dripped from his palm onto the ground.
"Why? Why are you this powerful?" Dai Mubai asked, enduring the pain in his hand.
Dai Mubai simply could not believe Lü Lingqi was this strong, but the truth lay before his eyes. He had no choice but to believe it.
Stranger still, Dai Mubai had another set of memories in his mind-memories of defeating the Galaxy Fleet.
Two utterly different sets of memories intertwined in Dai Mubai's mind, leaving him unable to tell which was real and which was false.
"You look rather confused. Do you think our strength is different from what you remember?"
Holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji with its blade pointed down, Lü Lingqi walked toward Dai Mubai, step by step. Its silvery-white tip carved a deep groove into the ground.
"That's because your memories of that match in the Preliminary Tournament are false."
An eerie smile crossed Lü Lingqi's face as she continued, "Let me help you recall the truth, piece by