On the arena.
The instant the pitch-black true qi saber solidified in his palm, the energy swirling around Li Tai surged once more.
During their fierce hand-to-hand battle, he had kept his aura restrained.
Now, with his true art fully unleashed, dim, cold gleams flowed across the black blade, and a murderous saber intent swept over the arena.
That deep, domineering, terrifying energy capable of shattering everything broke free of its restraints, soared skyward, and crushed down in all directions.
Compared with their earlier exchanges, his might had more than doubled!
True qi raged across the arena, air currents exploded, and invisible saber pressure descended heavily enough to make the entire Bluestone Arena tremble. The air seemed sliced into taut fragments, every inch of space brimming with lethal menace.
Li Tai's eyes were cold as frost. Fixing them on Yang Jing's steady figure ahead, he suddenly let out a deep, explosive shout!
"Cold River Cuts the Current!"
As the shout fell, his body gathered strength and erupted into motion!
His whole body suddenly stretched taut. His hips twisted, his back arched, and his muscles and bones shook.
He was like a resilient whip drawn to its utmost tension. All the tremendous physical strength accumulated within him and his condensed black true qi surged through the meridians of his arm into the saber in his palm!
Every ounce of power converged on one point, gathered in one blade, then poured forth without restraint!
Wrapped in surging black radiance and biting saber qi, the pitch-black saber slashed down at Yang Jing's head and body with the domineering might to sever rivers and freeze ten thousand waterways!
The strike was blindingly fast. It crossed the air soundlessly and arrived in a flash, like a streak of midnight light cleaving the void, far faster