"What direction next, Angel?" Wang Ling was ready to leave after getting the mysterious still beating heart, but then the moment he took the first step, he heard someone screaming from behind.
"Die!" The idiot screaming while attempting a scream attack just missed Wang Ling altogether.
"Screaming while trying to sneak in an attack, how amusing. No matter the Era, this kind of thing always happens." Wang Ling just moved his body to the side like always, and though the idiot followed up by redirecting his sword slash, Wang Ling laughed, "That's impressive, but, that kind attack results in the divergence of qi. It is slower than the initial attack, and with uneven qi flow doing this will be easy—"
Wang Ling moved his hands, he gathered his qi on his fingertips, and then as he traversed the base of the sword, Wang Ling diverted its course and as his fingers reached the sword's handle, he had already managed to have the sword embed itself on the ground.