When Yan Bei Fei grabbed the knife handle, his entire body had a mysterious presence. Although he did not move, it was like a light shadow was going through his body. It was like time was passing by.
Han Sen was still standing where he was. He did not look like he was going to attack. He looked at Yan Bei Fei with interest.
After he had arrived in that world, he had seen many humans use power. He had not seen many elites who were at a high level.
Aside from Jian Bu Gu, Yan Bei Fei was one of the rare elites. He practiced knife mind, which was what Han Sen was best at.
So, Han Sen was interested in seeing what level Yan Bei Fei's knife skills were at.
Han Sen looked at Yan Bei Fei and thought, "Using a gene race's power to practice your own knife mind? That is such a complicated thing. Interesting."
Yan Bei Fei saw Han Sen not attack, so he shouted, "Attack!"
"When it is time to attack, I will," Han Sen coldly said.
After Han Sen said that, the nobles of the Yan Kingdom, who were watching Yan Bei Fei fight, and the young people who admired Yan Bei Fei, were all angry. They thought Han Sen was being very arrogant.
Yan Bei Fei had the title of Flying Swallow Swordsman. Aside from the fact that his knife was called Flying Swallow, it also described how fast his knife was. It was so fast that when the knife left the scabbard, it would determine life and death.
Han Sen wanted Yan Bei Fei to attack first. They thought he had a death wish.
"What an arrogant and ignorant person," a Yan Kingdom noble coldly said. "He wants Mister Yan to attack first. This person is going to be killed in one hit. There is no way he will survive."
"How dare he show off in front of Flying Swallow Swordsman? He has a death wish." The Yan Kingdom's royal princess looked angry.
Yan Bei Fei did not think the same way as the nobles of the Yan Kingdom did. Although Han Sen was just standing there, he gave him the feeling of a mountain.
Yan Bei Fei knew he had encountered an elite. Although Dollar was not a well-known figure, he was a scary elite.
Realizing this, Yan Bei Fei did not back down. Instead, his desire to fight grew. The strong were fearless. No matter what kind of enemy they faced, they had to maintain a winning mentality. Otherwise, they would lose before the battle even began.
Yan Bei Fei's power was getting stronger, but when it reached a peak, it suddenly stopped. His power was like an endless abyss. People could not see the bottom of it. If they looked at him, their eyes would be sucked into the abyss.
At this moment, Yan Bei Fei finally moved. The Flying Yan Knife broke out of its scabbard along with the powerful hand. The knife came out without a shadow, as if it had melted into the void.
"When the swallow moves, the sound of its flight ends, and one's head falls to the ground without knowing it.
What a good Flying Swallow Knife Artist. What a good Flying Swallow Knife skill. It is a very fast knife. "Zhuo Dong Lai, who was watching the fight, complimented Yan Bei Fei's knife.
The nobles of the Yan Kingdom kept complimenting it, too, even though they could not see what was so good about that knife.
Although the knife was unleashed, it was unable to cut off Han Sen's head.
Yan Bei Fei's knife was incredibly fast. It was so fast that people could not even see the knife light, but Han Sen saw it. Not only did he see it, but all he did was take a step back. He dodged the knife that was as fast as a flying swallow.
"Swallow Return!"
Yan Bei Fei did not stop because his knife had fallen back. His knife mind did not fall. Instead, it grew. The Flying Yan Knife was returned to its scabbard.
When he did that, an overbearing knife power came back from Han Sen's back. It was faster and fiercer than Yan Bei Fei's slash.
It was a combination of Yan Bei Fei's Blood-Pulse, gene race, powers, and special traits. He had prepared Yan Return for Zhuo Dong Lai, but he felt threatened by Han Sen. He could not help but use his secret skill, Yan Return. He wanted to kill Han Sen in one hit. He wanted to kill Han Sen, who was a strong enemy.
"What a good Swallow Return! Very strange. Even if it was me, I would have suffered a lot if I didn't know about this attack beforehand." Zhuo Donglai was surprised.
Yan Dan had already defeated his opponent. When he returned, he saw Yan Bei Fei use Swallow Return. He was shocked.
He remembered that Yan Bei Fei's first opponent was a nameless person. How could he force Yan Bei Fei to use the Secret Skill of Swallow Return? He knew very well that Yan Bei Fei had only mastered the Secret Skill of Swallow Return in the past two years. He would not use it easily. Until now, only Yan Dan knew about the Secret Skill of Swallow Return.
Yan Dan thought he would only see it when Yan Bei Fei fought Zhuo Dong Lai. He did not expect to see it now. He was shocked.
In the next second, Yan Dan's shock turned into disbelief. Yan Bei Fei's opponent stepped forward and dodged Swallow Return's knife air. It looked so casual. It was like he had done it casually.
Even Zhuo Dong Lai's face changed. He looked at Han Sen strangely.
Yan Bei Fei shouted. He was like a mountain. His knife was like a swallow. Many knife airs that shocked the sky were coming for Han Sen. They made the sky change color. The sun and the moon were no longer shining.
But Han Sen acted as if nothing had happened. He walked through the knife airs that were crisscrossing the sky. He hadn't used a single skill, but Yan Bei Fei's knife skills hadn't even managed to touch his clothes.
"Since when did this universe have an elite like this?"
Zhuo Dong Lai looked strange. He stared at Han Sen's red body. He wanted to know who he was.
Yan Dan's face looked gloomy. He knew Yan Bei Fei too well. Yan Bei Fei's knife skills were too strong. He used Knife Draw and Swallow Return. Those were his strongest attacks. If those two attacks were unable to hurt his opponent, then the outcome of the fight was already decided.
The Yan Kingdom was in an uproar as well. A nobody was able to fight evenly with Yan Bei Fei. It was too shocking, and they could not believe it.
Now, everyone looked over to see who Yan Bei Fei's opponent was. Before this, they did not pay attention to the name of Yan Bei Fei's opponent. They did not know which God Spirit he belonged to.
Aside from a few famous elites, they did not think Yan Bei Fei had a chance of losing. They just looked at him and did not see anyone famous. They did not even remember his name or God Spirit.
Now that they looked again, they were even more confused.
"Dollar?
God of Wealth?
Can someone tell me what this is? "
Even people like Yan Dan and Zhuo Dong Lai were confused.
People could use fake names, but a God Spirit's name could not be fake. They had never heard of this God of Wealth before, and they did not know what level of God Spirit it was.
"Do you know what kind of God Spirit the God of Wealth is?" Yan Dan looked at his staff, but all he saw was a blank stare.
"Dollar?
God of Wealth?
Interesting. "Zhuo Dong Lai looked at Han Sen with interest.