บท 392: Chapter 150 Morning Mushroom (End) _3

It was as if a pebble had been embedded into a smooth pancake, or a dissonant note had been mixed into a beautiful melody, causing unbearable discomfort.

However, after taking this sword strike head-on, Pei Ye was finally able to seize it.

Hence, under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the young man lightly lifted his arm and blocked the incoming sword of Shang Huaitong's.

The expected scene did not happen, the looming sense of death and decay was suddenly frozen in place.

The entire arena quieted for a moment.

How… nothing has happened?

However, something new appeared very soon — a restless intent, conspicuous and clear, burst forth from the point where the two swords clashed.

Shang Huaitong's body froze, his face filled with confusion and disbelief.

For a man, encountering the unexpected in this realm caused an utter sense of unpreparedness.