The duel between the two did not involve much flashy or mystical Dharma Seals, but continuously amassed sword light to make it faster and sharper.
"Screech!"
In sword cultivator duels, the outcome is decided quickly.
Just after a few breaths, Xiaoo Yi's chest was slashed open with a hideous wound, blood flowing abundantly, with his internal organs faintly visible.
On the other hand, the Zhou Family youth only had his sleeve cut off a bit.
The difference in skill was clear.
Xiaoo Yi's face turned pale, appearing lost and incredulous.
"I appreciate your letdown, Junior Brother Xiaoo!"
The Zhou Family youth clasped his hands behind his back and smiled gently at Xiaoo Yi.
"Swish!"
In front of the hall, an elder flicked his wrist, and a green beam of light landed on Xiaoo Yi's chest, healing his wound.
"Now that you are defeated, go and rest; the Lower Third Grade still has a chance for more battles."
