Chapter 106: Water Decision
In the reed marshes, killing intent had condensed into something tangible.
Fat rippled across Wang Hai's face as fierce light burst from his eyes.
Zhao Kang's aura was even more concentrated like iron, his Gengjin true qi circulating throughout his body. His fists clenched tight, knuckles crackling like fried beans as he prepared to strike.
Chen Qing gripped the Cold Flood Dragon Spear tightly in his hands.
The night air grew cool, with only the sound of river water lapping against the reeds creating a rustling noise.
Time seemed frozen in place.
The next moment, Wang Hai's obese body suddenly lunged forward, his movements carrying a swift and slippery quality that didn't match his physique.
He was a disciple of the Guishui Courtyard, deeply versed in the soft nature of Guishui. His footwork was like treading on waves, leaving only shallow marks on the muddy ground.
The long sword at his waist unsheathed like silk, his wrist shaking rapidly as the sword tip transformed into several cunning and vicious arcs, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, striking directly at the tendons of Chen Qing's spear-holding wrist, his elbow joint, and his armpit.