Tang Xiaohao was furious.
And shocked.
His own true qi actually couldn't suppress the offensive of this brat from Ghost Four Gates at all!
What the hell was that faint layer around his body?!
How was it so strong?!
Can I really do nothing to him!? Do I keep raising the stakes!?
If I expand the scale any further, the dozen or so tables in front of us will all be smashed to pieces!
That would be way too humiliating!
Sword God stood up. He wanted to stop both sides, give everyone face, and declare it a draw.
No problem.
His timing was excellent. He had seen the measure of both sides, and he had also made today's affair highly entertaining. With his status, he was the most suitable person to step out and smooth things over; both sides had to give him face.
Zhang Xuanfeng knew that once Sword God opened his mouth, he would have to accept the outcome of a draw.
Now!
In an instant, Zhang Xuanfeng fully activated his Tyrant Body. With a humming sound, his body shot forward, trailing a golden afterimage!
With a clap, his sword struck, sparks flying everywhere!
Tang Xiaohao's sword was knocked flying!
The instant his sword-wielding arm was flung up, Tang Xiaohao was utterly shocked! What kind of power was this?!
His other hand immediately clenched into a fist to follow up with an attack.
Zhang Xuanfeng was extremely fast and had already closed in. With a slanting palm strike, there was another crisp smack, and he once again broke through Tang Xiaohao's defense.
Tang Xiaohao had no moves left!
Everything happened in a flash. Zhang Xuanfeng's longsword had already reached his face from a bizarre angle!
It stopped dead, perfectly steady!
Tang Xiaohao's eyes went wide as he stared