"Do either of you have any doubts?"
The three judges asked routinely.
Xiao Yi shook his head.
The red-clothed woman also shook her head.
"Alright, let the match begin," the three judges shouted.
Whew...
Almost the instant the judges left, the red-clothed woman made her move.
Before she arrived, powder was already dancing in the air.
Whoosh...
Countless powder instantly enveloped Xiao Yi.
"Such a slow speed," the red-clothed woman stood outside the swirling powder, coldly watching Xiao Yi.
"I thought you were some supreme monster, but you have only this ability?"
"Can't even dodge this. Without that mid-grade Holy Artifact, you're nothing but trash."
Xiao Yi still didn't draw his sword, merely stood there indifferently.
The red-clothed woman's face was full of sarcasm, "Since you can't draw your sword in time, I won't give you a chance to."
"Sword Cultivator? Just a joke."
Xiao Yi's expression was indifferent, silent.
All around, the powder danced continuously.
