C270 I Admit Defeat!

"I'm not holding back—Thunderstrike!" Chen Dutian exclaimed as he drew his longsword. Instantly, the air crackled with electricity, arcs of lightning dancing along the blade. He assumed a stance, and in the next moment, transformed into a streak of blue lightning, shooting toward Zheng Lin.

"Blooming Flowers!" Zheng Lin whispered, and vibrant blossoms erupted around her—peonies, lilies