"Is Fang Baiyu about to lose?"
A chorus of young experts exclaimed in shock.
"Not yet."
A young man's eyes narrowed slightly.
After being struck by the two crescent moon sword qi blades, Fang Baiyu didn't fall immediately. Astonishingly, he managed to endure the blow, though he appeared to be seriously injured—and internally at that.
A hint of regret flickered in Liu Feiyue's eyes as she failed to defeat Fang Baiyu. Sheathing her sword, she said, "Let's end the duel here. My ultimate move couldn't defeat you, so I can't win."
"Oh?"
Fang Baiyu was surprised. He was about to counterattack with all his might when Liu Feiyue chose to stop.
Shaking his head, Fang Baiyu said faintly, "Even so, I must state a fact. In this battle, I was at a disadvantage."
As soon as Fang Baiyu's words fell, a commotion erupted among the crowd around Nine Dragons Lake.
