To outsiders, the two sides appeared evenly matched, neither gaining the upper hand.
Yet only Bei Mingzi himself knew that, despite holding two major advantages, ending up in a deadlock like this meant he was actually at a disadvantage.
Could it be that I really am inferior to that brat Su Chen? A thought of self-doubt suddenly arose in Bei Mingzi's heart.
Once that thought surfaced, it became uncontrollable, spreading wildly through his heart like weeds.
It was precisely because of this that he made a mistake in his guidance.
With his mind shaken, there was inevitably a slight delay when he directed the Human Sect disciple's moves.
Such a tiny delay would have meant nothing to ordinary martial artists. It would have been difficult to notice, much less exploit.
But his opponent at that moment was Su Chen, likewise an unimaginably powerful Martial Dao Celestial.
Naturally, Su Chen caught that subtle delay.
A cold smile curled across Su Chen's lips. "You dare lose focus while competing with me? You're definitely losing this round!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Su Chen sent a voice transmission to Zhao Ming, instructing him to exploit Bei Mingzi's opening and attack fiercely.
Zhao Ming did not hesitate either. His own strength was not particularly great, but his execution was exceptionally sharp.
After receiving Su Chen's guidance, he immediately charged forward, launching a torrential assault directly at his opponent's weakness.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Sword wind swept in. Caught off guard, the Human Sect disciple was stabbed straight through the shoulder.
True qi traveled along the blade and surged into the Human Sect disciple's arm.
In an instant, he lost control of his entire arm, and the longsword in his hand flew free on its own.
Clang!
The longsword was flung away and embedded itself in the