Three minutes passed quickly. Lin Kuang opened his hand and blood spirit force poured out. The two people who were fighting were pulled away from each other.
Both of them had injuries. A trace of blood was dripping on the corner of Yue Bo's lips. On the other hand, Liang Zongguang's condition was rather worse. His entire body was covered in dense wounds due to being cut by the strings. Some of the wounds were shallow, but some were visibly deep to the bone.
If it weren't for the sufficient advancement of the medical skills in the current galactic era and the adequate amount of life force possessed by martial artists, they would probably die from their injuries.
Although it is hard to tell who won in the end, Yue Bo clearly had the upper hand up until now.
Yue Bo stopped for a moment and then sneered, "You're already a senior, but I don't see you being strong. It's quite a shame, haha." His words were brimming with disdain.