"Cough, cough, cough..."
"Pfft..."
Tao Bifu violently spat out another mouthful of golden divine blood.
Somewhat dazed, she looked at He Pingsheng standing in the void, and at the staff over ten feet long in his hand.
Tao Bifu could not understand why a mere Divine Lord Realm cultivator possessed such formidable combat strength.
Elsewhere in the void, Tao Yaoyao was drenched in cold sweat from fright.
She stared at the scene before her in shock, scarcely able to believe her eyes.
Just a few breaths earlier, she had not thought much of this man at all, and had even confidently told him to strike first.
But...
If that blow of his had really been aimed at me, could I have survived?
No, no, no... even my soul would probably have been torn apart, wouldn't it?
She drew in sharp breaths...
What a terrifying man.
"That was a sneak attack..." Although Tao Bifu knew He Pingsheng possessed extraordinary combat strength, she refused to admit it just then. She merely said, "I wasn't prepared at all. Had I known that blow was coming at me, who would win and who would lose would still have been uncertain..."
"Oh?" He Pingsheng asked. "Senior, do you want to keep fighting me?"
"Then let's fight!" Tao Bifu gritted her teeth. "Who's afraid of you?"
He Pingsheng slowly put away the staff in his hand and sighed. "Senior, you can choose a stubborn tongue or a sturdy life, but not both!"
"If you choose to keep fighting me, you may die!"
"That blow just now wasn't my full strength!"
"I think the two of us came out here today to assess my strength, not to fight to the death. What do you think?"
Tao Bifu gradually regained her composure.
She nodded and straightened up in