My Foolish Husband Turned Out to Have a Hidden Identity Too-Chapter 1219 - 1225: High-level God King (Part 8)

The man’s voice was arrogant and presumptuous, with a hint of gloom in his gray eyes.

Swish!

Mu Ruyue raised her palm, and the Nine Heavens Dragon Flame Sword was instantly gripped in her hand.

Her lips gently curled into a subtle arc. "Since that’s the case, I won’t hold back—One Sword Breaks the Sky!"

One Sword Breaks the Sky?

Hidden within the crowd, Lin Ruoyu suddenly heard these four words, her body stiffening abruptly, like she couldn’t believe it. She glanced up at the woman who fiercely struck down with the great sword.

"One Sword Breaks the Sky, how is that possible? How could she know One Sword Breaks the Sky?" 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

One Sword Breaks the Sky was Wu Wang’s signature technique from years ago. Why had she mastered One Sword Breaks the Sky?

At this moment, Lin Ruoyu’s face shone with excited light, her eyes fixed intently on Mu Ruyue, unwilling to look away.

Her gaze was filled with greed, as if she wanted to engrave this technique in her memory. Only then could she continue to believe that the man still lived in this world...

Boom!

Flames descended from the sky, forcing Chu Kuang back a few steps.

He raised his handsome face, his gray eyes narrowed at Mu Ruyue, then suddenly charged forward without any warning. With a swoosh, green flames ignited in his palm, and he fiercely aimed a strike at her head...

Feeling the presence behind her, Mu Ruyue quickly engaged in battle, sweeping the great sword and sending flames toward Chu Kuang, forcing him back a few steps again...

The crowd, originally waiting to see a good show, were dumbfounded by this scene.

In their impression, Chu Kuang should instantly defeat Mu Ruyue, so why was he forced back two steps in a row?

"You’ve earned the qualification for me to draw my sword!" Chu Kuang’s eyes were cold and arrogant, looking down at Mu Ruyue...

Then, his hand slowly moved to the back, gently resting on the hilt of the sword...

"Draw the sword? Chu Kuang intends to draw his sword?"

"You should know, Chu Kuang never draws his sword in combat. Only when faced with someone whose strength he recognizes will he draw his battle sword! Could it be that this woman’s strength has earned his recognition?"

The crowd gasped in astonishment, staring at Mu Ruyue.

How powerful is this woman to make Chu Kuang draw his sword?

Swish!

Chu Kuang fiercely drew his battle sword, and instantly, a strong aura surged forth like a flood, sweeping toward Mu Ruyue.

A sudden gust of wind arose, and under that wind, the man tightly gripped the sword in his hand, as if the blade stirred a storm around him...

"Hehe."

Zhou Min laughed twice, "Chu Kuang’s strength can completely defeat her. Yet, this woman still surprised me, able to make Chu Kuang draw his sword! It’s a pity, once Chu Kuang draws his sword, she won’t stand a chance for even a single move..."

The storm gathered in Chu Kuang’s hand, with the great sword striking downward, causing the ground to crack and rubble to whirl toward Mu Ruyue.

Under that powerful attack, the crowd was filled with regret.

This time, it seems she will surely lose...

In an instant, the powerful storm struck Mu Ruyue’s chest, sending her flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground.

Zhou Min glanced at Mu Ruyue who had fallen to the ground, his lips curling faintly. "The result of the first duel is already decided, so..."

"Hold on!"

His words were interrupted, Zhou Min frowned and glanced at the woman climbing up from the ground. "She can still stand?"