Xue An's expression was complex, and he lightly sighed, shaking his head, "It's useless. Her sword is already drawn, and there is no possibility of returning it to the sheath. Sword Dao duels are inherently this cruel!"
At the same time, deep respect appeared in Li Jingxing's eyes, and he solemnly raised his single palm in front of his chest, speaking softly.
"Since you are willing to fight for victory or defeat, then I will fulfill you! Salute the sword!"
To wield the sword with respect is to salute the sword!
Boom!
The two clashed heavily together, and a ball of light suddenly appeared, then began to expand and spread rapidly at an alarming speed.
In an instant.
A brilliant white light flashed by, stinging everyone's eyes.
Soon after, the void trembled, the platform shook, and even the surrounding bleachers were blown far away.
Those with slightly weaker abilities fainted from the shock without even uttering a sound.
