Quan Lingshu's face turned red as Chong Sheng's fingers tightened around his throat.
He struggled violently.
His Qi erupted from his body in a desperate surge.
Boom!
A wave of energy exploded outward as Quan Lingshu struck Chong Sheng's arm with his palm, trying to break free.
But Chong Sheng didn't even flinch.
His grip remained steady—like iron.
Quan Lingshu's heart sank.
(Impossible…)
Gritting his teeth, he suddenly twisted his body and slashed a hidden blade from his sleeve straight toward Chong Sheng's ribs.
A vicious strike.
Fast, Precise and Deadly.
Yet—
Before the blade could even touch him—
Chong Sheng casually caught Quan Lingshu's wrist.
Crack!
"AHHH!"
The bone snapped instantly.
The dagger fell from Quan Lingshu's hand and clattered to the floor.
Chong Sheng tilted his head slightly.
"That's it?"
His tone was almost disappointed.
Quan Lingshu's eyes filled with panic.
But he still refused to give up.
(As long as I'm alive… I still have a chance!)
