His cultivation level is indeed not as high as Scarface's, but who can endure having their specialties mocked like this?
"Let's find out if you can, instead of wasting words," Huang Ping said.
"Fine, very well, then watch closely." Scarface's voice suddenly turned cold, and then with a single hand, he brandished his knife and directly aimed it at the top of Huang Ping's head.
Nobody expected Scarface's sudden attack.
Fortunately, Huang Ping had been prepared.
Seeing Scarface's nine-ring broadsword swinging towards him, the spiritual energy within Huang Ping surged wildly, his hands forming a protective shield above his head.
Bang…
The nine-ring broadsword struck the protective shield.
Everyone thought that even though Scarface's strike seemed casual, Huang Ping would at least be able to hold on, albeit struggling.
It wouldn't be too embarrassing.
But the reality was astonishing.
