"Is Longmen Martial Arts only capable of dodging and weaving? Do you not even dare face me head-on?"
"And this kind of kung fu dares call itself the foremost of the Southern Saint Sect? Absolutely laughable!"
As he relentlessly compressed Su Ti's room to survive, Li Jianxing did not forget to hurl insults, hoping to provoke his anger and hasten his defeat.
As for using a poisoned sword against an unarmed opponent being dishonorable? Li Jianxing was not such a pedantic man!
Ancient Martial Arts fighting was about killing opponents with the fastest, fiercest, most vicious methods. It was killing technique through and through!
If his opponent was unarmed, that was because he was stupid. Unarmed Ancient Martial Arts should have been eliminated long ago. Only weapons could bring its power to the utmost extreme!
With one slash, he split apart a coffee table thrown at him. Li Jianxing's entire body trembled as his blood and qi erupted, and he thrust his sword at Su Ti's throat.
This sword had already forced his opponent into a corner. There were no more obstacles around him to exploit. There was nowhere left to retreat!
"Pathetically weak, Su Ti. You have truly disappointed me!"
As Li Jianxing thrust his sword, a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes. His voice boomed like thunder, and his imposing aura surged forth.
Whether in power or momentum, this was Li Jianxing's peak strike. The martial artists present turned pale at the sight. Putting themselves in his place, not one of them could take this sword head-on. The only difference would be between severe injury and death.
But at that moment, Su Ti suddenly opened his eyes. Light gleamed in them as one hand abruptly shot out, seemingly slow yet fast, reaching for Li Jianxing's incoming sword!
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