The continent's ironclad rule.
But out here in this open terrain, neither side would have any further scruples!
Sure enough!
Whistles sounded up ahead.
A voice spoke without the slightest restraint: "That brat's here!"
Behind him, the fierce rush of wind was already closing in fast.
"So the brat's run out here. Does this count as fleeing at the first whisper of trouble, or seeking his own death?"
A piercing whistle abruptly rang out.
"Kill!"
A shrill whistle of cleaving air followed. Amid the almost impenetrable snowfall, a slender sword suddenly appeared, glinting coldly. Farther behind it was a white figure that almost blended into the snow.
Without even turning his head, Zuo Xiaoduo casually flicked his right hand, and three tiny, motionless White Jade Little Gourds had already melted into the snow filling the sky.
With a faint clang, the first gourd struck the incoming slender blade with perfect precision, sending sparks flying. The man's body jolted. He was still wondering how this brat had such tremendous strength that a mere hidden weapon could knock his slender sword aside when searing pain suddenly shot through both his eyes!
The other two White Jade Little Gourds that followed were equally precise. In the narrowest instant, they shot through his eye sockets, shattered his eyeballs, and spun onward into his brain. Finally, they met in the middle of his head. The instant the two White Jade Little Gourds collided, they abruptly exploded with a bang!
The man screamed, toppled over, and never got up again.
Outwardly, only his eyes were injured, and his head looked intact. Little did anyone know that everything inside had already turned into thoroughly pulverized mush!
In that time, Zuo Xiaoduo had not paused in the slightest and had charged another fifty meters or more.
Behind him