"PFFT!"
Zuoqiu Ye suddenly coughed up a spray of blood. The immense force he had just endured through his Profound Mist Gauze Robe had rocked his Magical Power, directly injuring his internal organs.
The Profound Mist Gauze Robe was better suited for defending against sharp Artifacts like Flying Swords; its Defense against such brute, overwhelming force was far weaker.
Staring at the crimson blood before him, a trace of fear suddenly bloomed in Zuoqiu Ye's heart. All his previous Magical Combat had been within the Sect, mere sparring matches between Noble Families that always stopped before things went too far. Even in duels against the master-disciple lineage, he had usually held the upper hand, maintaining a calm and unruffled demeanor.
But he had never witnessed an assault so vicious until he faced an opponent like Yang Jing.
