"The Imperial Son-in-Law is like the radiant moon, while you aren't even a firefly!"
Princess Linglong held Chu Kuangren in the highest esteem.
As for Shang Han, she belittled him to the utmost. These were her true feelings, but she was also disrupting Shang Han's Dao Heart to create an opening.
Sure enough.
After hearing Princess Linglong's words, Shang Han's expression turned utterly dark. The Daoist Rhyme around him erupted instantly, sweeping outward as a fierce wind that tore up the paving tiles beneath his feet and hurled them in every direction.
At that moment, Princess Linglong moved.
Taking advantage of the disturbance in Shang Han's Dao Heart, she slashed with the Bright Moon Saber, sending out a silvery-white blade ray like moonlight.
The blade ray swept forward like a force splitting bamboo, carrying powerful Daoist Rhyme.
Shang Han snorted softly. Without using a weapon, he raised his hand and gathered spiritual power and Daoist Rhyme, clenched his fingers into a fist, and punched into the void.
The two forces collided, sending wave after wave of air surging through the void. Shang Han was actually sent flying several dozen feet backward, his expression somewhat surprised.
"I didn't expect you to possess such strength."
Shang Han had originally thought little of Princess Linglong. In his eyes, she had only become a Young Emperor through the good fortune of obtaining a strand of Xuanhuang Emperor Qi and was far inferior to him.
Only through their exchange today did he discover that her strength was actually no lower than his.
After forcing Shang Han back with a single move, Princess Linglong held nothing back. She swung the Bright Moon Saber, releasing blade ray after blade ray. The silvery-white light instantly illuminated the entire night.
Shang Han snorted coldly. "It seems I underestimated you."