Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

er an incense stick's worth of time, Lu Ye had already lost thirty consecutive rounds.>>>Lü Ye lunged, bringing his blade down with a swift strike toward Liu Sanbao.Liu Sanbao's resistance immediately...ble forces from all around surged into his body, every inch of his flesh and blood was slowly writhing. It was a sign that his physique was strengthening. His whole being felt like it was on cloud nin...