On the arena.
The whip in Su Muyu's hand was like a fiercely poisonous python, the whip's shadow shuttling between the arena.
Meanwhile, Bai Qingzhao kept retreating.
Originally, the Sword Immortal, who should have been most adept at attacking, now could only defend. The longsword in Bai Qingzhao's hand continuously blocked Su Muyu's strikes.
"Can you predict my swordsmanship trajectory? This is your talent!"
Bai Qingzhao saw Su Muyu, almost like foresight, strike at the weak points of her longsword every time.
The main issue was that her current level wasn't high enough, so her professional abilities weren't strong enough, and she even needed the longsword in her hand to utilize many powers.
Su Muyu's level was higher than hers, her skills stronger, and she hadn't even used her trump card, that terrifying Flame Demon.
Moreover.
Su Muyu actually had this instinctive combat ability, almost like a foresight talent.
