The cold saber light was like a wild horse, roaring as it broke free.
In an instant, the battle stage was full of brilliant saber lights, illuminating the entire square in a dazzling glow.
Such brilliant Saber Technique!
As she looked at the incoming saber light, Ye Siyi's beautiful eyes lit up. Composed in the face of danger, her slender wrist flicked.
SWISH, SWISH, SWISH...
The Silver Snow fine sword transformed into a phantasm, too fast for the naked eye to track. All that could be seen were patches of Sword Qi, floating out unpredictably, akin to leaves fluttering in the autumn wind, scattering and darting about, revealing a sense of desolation.
CLANG, CLANG, CLANG, CLANG, CLANG...
Over the competition stage, countless bright saber lights and Sword Shadows clashed repeatedly. The surging Qi Force tore the stage apart, leaving countless cracks, and the figures of the two combatants were utterly swallowed up in the chaos.
SWISH!
