"A duel between swordsmen sure is exciting," a disciple exclaimed from the audience.
"But duels between swordsmen often determine a winner more easily," another disciple added gravely.
Li Liuxing's swordsmanship was infamously unpredictable. An opponent whose strength was even slightly inferior would find it difficult to block a single strike from him. Only those of comparable or superior strength could hope to contend for victory. If the disparity in swordsmanship was too great, the outcome could be decided in an instant.
In midair, currents wildly intertwined like a storm.
"You are a disciple of Supreme Sky Feather. Ling Chen, you will be my whetstone to test my Sword Way!" Li Liuxing drew his Long Sword, the Qi Sword above his head vanishing abruptly. He made the first move, his foot lightly touching the ground like a dragonfly skimming water, as he thrust his sword toward Ling Chen.
