Time slowly passed, and the atmosphere of the tea ceremony was stirred up, with many young heroes from the Profound List unable to resist challenging each other.
At the center of the high platform, shadows of people interweaved, and the martial techniques were dazzlingly colorful. Grey air currents continuously surged, and the martial artists watching the tea ceremony incessantly let out exclamations of awe.
Whoosh!
After a series of duels, a figure in a black robe shot out from the seats of the Profound List, landing on the ground and stirring up a burst of wind waves.
"Chu Ming, you use a sword, and I use a sword too. Let's see whose swordsmanship is more lethal."
Xu Huan, carrying a black sword on his back, emitted a sharp sword momentum and a ferocious Evil Qi, the kind that only comes from killing thousands of people. The Evil Qi and sword momentum blended together, making people almost hallucinate with a single thought.
