The codes engraved on the ruler were stained with blood, appearing somewhat glaring.
It was at this moment that everyone realized the blood flowed only in the grooves of the codes, and only fell to the ground after reaching the end.
The drumming suddenly stopped.
It was clear that Lu Yao's condition was not good; evidently, the swift attack just now was not easy for her.
The little girl stopped drumming, partly to prevent Lu Yao's condition from declining further, and partly to catch her own breath and take a break.
Although she hadn't directly participated in the battle, she wasn't as relaxed as she appeared, especially with the constant urge to vomit and a feeling like her head was going to explode — a sensation not everyone could withstand!
"Your turn!" Du Qingyue said coldly, then charged towards Zhang Qingyang, chopping her hand at his neck.
Zhang Qingyang snorted coldly, retreated his right leg slightly, and assumed a defensive stance.
