Above the damaged stage that was riddled with cracks, Lu Ze's martial robes shattered. His body was covered in wounds as his blood slowly poured out.
At this time, his chi was a little weak, and his face was pale. Following a momentary sigh of relief, a gray beam of light flashed across Lu Ze's eyes.
Super regeneration!
Immediately, a stream of gray light—with water-like movements—smoothly covered all his wounds, which then began to rapidly heal under such a light.
He raised his head to look at Nangong Jing who was standing opposite him. Her robes remained pristine white and immaculate—not a single trace of damage could be found. As opposed to Lu Ze's condition, her chi was stable, and she remained at ease.
Seeing this, the corners of Lu Ze's mouth could not help but twitch. Sure enough, the gap between them was wide.
All this time, he already had gone all out, but Nangong Jing wasn't even serious yet.