Jing Ke keenly noticed that Wang Zikai was slowing down. In his frenzied state, he became increasingly reckless. Believing that he was going to win soon, he sized an opening and was about to make a lethal attack at Wang Zikai’s chest.0

But then whoosh, there were three arches of purple flashes. Before he realized it, he had already lost control over his right hand.0

Then he realized that his right arm had been sliced off and hurled above him in two bloody trails. Three slim bone claws had come out of Wang Zikai’s right fist at some point. The three blades could cut steel like butter, and they easily sliced through Jing Ke’s prided bone blades and arm.0

Just when Wang Zikai was about to decapitate him, about...0