Author: Tang Jia San Shao
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Yuanen Yehui did not dodge. She hurled her right fist toward her opponent in the air.
The Shura King snorted. His sharp claws sank down slightly. His pair of Blood Lion Claws were extremely sharp. They carried a lot of momentum and had tremendous force. He clawed directly at Yuanen Yehui's fist. The subsequent images of the battle instantly appeared in his mind. He would cripple his opponent's arm with his claw first, and then descend from the skies. He would break open his opponent's battle armor with consecutive attacks and claw at his opponent's feet, eventually tearing her to pieces.
However, the moment this thought flashed across his mind, he noticed that something was off.
When Yuanen Yehui hurled her punch, their surroundings suddenly became extremely quiet. The howling air suddenly disappeared, as if the air itself had frozen over. Shortly after, he clearly saw his own claws hitting his opponent's arms, but he did not feel the subsequent impact. Instead, the sensation was so
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