Three streams of Outer Gang, one stream of Qi Storage.
Zheng Jun quickly distinguished the Martial Arts Realms of the approaching auras.
Qi Storage went without saying. Unless they were a cheat like himself, it would be over in a single slash.
Among the three Outer Gang auras, two weren't very strong, likely belonging to the First Layer of Outer Gang. The remaining one was slightly stronger than those two, perhaps the so-called Second Layer of Outer Gang.
PHEW.
The True Gang in Zheng Jun's body had recovered slightly. Slashing out a few blade gleams of Radiant Sunlight would be no problem.
It didn't matter that he had no blade in hand.
Zheng Jun opened his eyes and looked around the messy clearing. He casually picked up a stout tree branch. His eyes focused, and True Qi surged wildly.
Under the sweeping True Qi, wood chips flew into the air.
Before long, a handy wooden blade appeared in Zheng Jun's hand.
