Chapter 275 Power_1

"Why! Why would it turn out like this!"

Liaoya remembered the reckless promises he made on the ship.

At this moment, those images were biting into his pride like venomous snakes.

Under this torment, he roared furiously: "I can't believe it! I can't believe that I, the Unmatched Martial Saint, could actually…"

In his outcry, he suddenly moved forth, taking another step forward.

However...

This simple action seemed to shatter his current fragile state of balance.

He who was barely able to stand with his knife just moments before, lost the support of the Xuanyue Knife as he stepped forward. His body seemed to be suppressed by an irresistible force, causing his legs to weaken. He fell to his knees, utterly drained.

"Impossible!"

He extended his hand with all his might, trying to brace his body without allowing himself to completely fall face down.

To preserve his dignity...

From being trampled into the mud, leaving nothing behind.