The two clashed. In an instant, Guo Tianyou's Flying Sword was shattered by Hua Jingcheng's Shayu Sword Heart. Struck back by hand-blades that resembled a thousand falling feathers, he was sent flying backward toward Luo Shizun.
The exchange was so swift and fierce, and the profound mysteries within their shifting techniques so esoteric, that for a moment, no one even reacted.
Just as Guo Tianyou was about to crash into Luo Shizun, a figure flashed forward.
THAP!
A palm landed on Guo Tianyou's back, and the man's muscles rippled like waves on water.
Guo Tianyou felt as if he had crashed into a wad of cotton or a wall of water. The impact from his backward momentum was almost perfectly neutralized.
Only then did the crowd see clearly that the person who had flashed out in that instant was Zhao Xuanqi.
The crisis was averted.
If Guo Tianyou had crashed into him, given Luo Shizun's current physical condition, he would have likely lost half his life from the impact.
