C298 Who Said That No One Was a Match for a Combat Slave?

A glint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the martial slave warrior as he executed his move without any fancy flourishes. His twin sabers sliced through the air, casting a chilling gleam as they hurtled straight for the chest of the towering Barbarian.

Indeed, he was a formidable expert at the fifth level of Martial Tao, and among the elite at that!

Xia Ming, seated next to Qing Jinning