Doomsday Roulette

What surprised Qinghua at first was the speed of Xia Lei’s dual blades.

Compared to earlier, it had clearly accelerated significantly.

From this point, Qinghua knew that this second-in-command from Cloud Summit had been holding back, and her wariness surged.

Although Qinghua was arrogant and had become even more extreme and brutal after experiencing great ups and downs, she had not become foolish. On the contrary, she was more cautious and valued her life more.

She retracted her underestimation of Xia Lei almost instantaneously, becoming extremely serious in her movements.

Upon paying attention, Qinghua also noticed that Xia Lei’s dual blades not only increased in speed but also became incredibly methodical.

This was different from skills or professions; it was purely instinct.

This discovery left Qinghua utterly astonished.

What she didn’t know was that Xia Lei was truly a master of a traditional knife technique that had been passed down for an unknown number of years.

When both of them were at the same physical level and without the use of professions, skills, bloodlines, equipment, etc., no one at Cloud Summit was a match for Xia Lei, including Ye Zhongming.

In fact, no one could last even a minute under her hands.

Xia Lei was now a six-star evolver, and so was Qinghua. The moment the former stopped hiding her strength, Qinghua instantly felt the pressure.

To be honest, Qinghua would rather Xia Lei had another battle beast right now than face this traditional national martial arts that had been honed through countless years of experience.

First came speed, then technique.

With just these two changes, Qinghua already felt a tremendous threat.

“It’s just the beginning, don’t rush,” Xia Lei spoke softly, but to Qinghua's ears, it sounded like a death knell.

It wasn’t that Qinghua was afraid of Xia Lei; it was just that the feeling of being cornered was never pleasant.

The power of the bodhi buddha didn't make Qinghua fear Xia Lei's blades; sometimes, if she couldn’t dodge, she would just clash with her fists.

But she wasn’t planning to remain passive any longer; Qinghua truly feared that Xia Lei had more tricks up her sleeve, so she decided to counterattack.

The two short forks spiraling in the air shot down rapidly toward Xia Lei, creating quite a commotion. Xia Lei merely glanced at them and responded with her dual blades.

After a few seconds of clashing, Xia Lei chuckled lightly, “Looks like this isn’t working.”

Qinghua’s face turned extremely ugly.

Because she discovered that Xia Lei’s dual blades, faced with her two short forks in the air, showed no signs of strain and still maintained a posture of leisure.

“If you can’t, then it’s my turn!”

Following Xia Lei’s words, her already rapid dual blades accelerated once again!

The two short forks were the first to suffer, flying out far away, and then Qinghua shouted as her body retreated rapidly.

A line of blood appeared on her metallic-colored fists!

This meant that the bodhi buddha was broken!

Xia Lei maintained her smiling demeanor, “Double Blade!”

The shadows of the blades enveloped Qinghua once more with those words.

At this moment, Qinghua deeply regretted that the disposable statue was not around; perhaps with a sneak attack, she could have taken down Xia Lei. Unfortunately, she had used it during her battle with Little Tiger.

As the buddha buta reappeared, Qinghua had to switch back to speed mode to withstand Xia Lei’s assault, but anyone could see that her defeat was imminent.

The sounds of fierce combat emanated from the Merit Medal, and Xia Lei knew that the battle over there was nearing its end; she was also ready to conclude this battle that actually posed no difficulty.

However, just as her dual blades increased in frequency, Qinghua suddenly smiled, and the color of the halo behind her changed to orange-yellow.

At the same time, an extremely dangerous aura caused Xia Lei’s hair to stand on end; she swiftly turned her body to dodge the front.