Amid the clash of steel, faint sparks flew. By that light, Lu Li finally got a clear look at his opponent in the Ultimate Training Ground.
Perhaps because his spiritual power had grown far stronger than before, he managed, for a fleeting instant, to memorize the other man's appearance.
It was a ruggedly handsome face, with eyes that carried endless vicissitudes yet concealed the vitality of youth.
It was hard to imagine such a gaze belonged to a projection created by the Ultimate Training Ground. Lu Li felt this was more like a genuinely existing lifeform, one with thoughts of its own.
Lu Li's combat instincts were exceptional. When his first slash failed, he did not lose heart. His body had already reacted instinctively amid the disparity; before his mind could even process it, he pulled back and leaned away, narrowly avoiding that fatal blade.
After opening some distance, Lu Li fixed his eyes on the man concealed within dense baleful aura, his gaze burning with exhilarated fighting spirit. "May I know your name?"
He wanted to know whether the being within the Ultimate Training Ground truly possessed its own thoughts. At the same time, he was deeply interested in this supreme powerhouse he had clashed with several times.
His emotions surged. Although he had failed to injure the man before him, he had not been instantly killed either. For the first time, he had evaded the other party's slash. That alone proved his growth.
The black-clad man standing amid the dense baleful aura lowered his head and glanced at the blade he had drawn. He seemed somewhat surprised as well, apparently not expecting Lu Li to evade that slash.
Yet he did not answer Lu Li's question. He simply stepped forward, and in an instant, Soul Intent surged forth,