"Tianshuo, can you assess the strength of those two?"
"One is an Eighth Rank Spirit Martial Artist, the other is a Ninth Rank Spirit Martial Artist." In the space of the Heaven-Reaching Tower, Tianshuo's voice was slightly grave as well. The foolish woman only had the strength of a Fifth Rank Spirit Martial Artist; she couldn't match either of them on her own, let alone both. The situation was quite bad.
No wonder her earlier attacks didn't cause them any actual harm. Mu Qianyue's slender fingers unconsciously tightened around her Dragon Flame Sword. Her gaze lifted slightly, cold as ice; it seemed there was no avoiding a fierce battle tonight.
