Chapter 158
“Then you’re not hiding the truth! If you say you’re a Thunder Sword Saint, why do you still follow Huang Tianhuo? Take my hand now. You seem to know Aggidan well, so I’m making you an offer. You know that even you have no chance against the seven hundred and fifty Aggies.”
Song Linzheng’s eyes narrowed. Even a mighty man with his three tongues would be hard pressed to defeat this young, untalented, and unknowledgeable person.
“In my last life,” he said, ”I had a miserable end, but in this life, I moved at a good time.”
The man called Namgungban said something unintelligible. But he seems unwilling to stop speaking.
“Despite the whims of the heavens, I simply go my own way. I will go my way without regret, and you will see me face to face.”
The lightning bolts at the tip of the man’s sword scattered into dozens of bundles, and soon began to roll like waves. The waves of lightning were a harmonious combination of the powerful Spear and Thunder King Sword Techniques, demonstrating the essence of the Southern Palace’s swords, especially the Fado.
The Thunder King Sword.
The further you go, the stronger it gets,
Snowfall.
The blade of his sword is dulled by the blows he has received.
Hesitate, hesitate.
Song Linzheng’s expression became contemplative as time passed. She didn’t know how she’d gotten this far, but she couldn’t afford to blow it.
Just as the thunderbolt was about to strike.
Kaang! Ka-ang! Ka-ang!
A barrier of monkfish members, nearly a hundred of them, formed. It was the monkfish troupe. Song Limjung’s face brightened at the sight.
