The Longsword in Shadow's hand is definitely not an ordinary item, in the darkness, a cold intent slashed towards Ye Qiu.
Although Ye Qiu reacted quickly, a few strands of his hair were cut by that cold intent.
Ye Qiu's expression froze; caught off guard, he nearly suffered greatly.
He summoned all his energy and swiftly drew closer to Shadow.
The attack range of Shadow's Longsword was much further than Ye Qiu's, but there was a clear disadvantage: at close range, the Longsword could only become cumbersome.
Ye Qiu saw this clearly and closed in tightly on Shadow, relying solely on his fists to suppress him.
With Ye Qiu pressing the attack, Shadow wanted to retreat and increase the distance to adjust his rhythm, but he quickly found that, despite being known for speed, he couldn't shake off Ye Qiu's close range!
"This... how is this possible? How could this guy be so fast!"