Uphold the Myth of Justice! Marching On Alone! (Please Vote)

The flying dagger tore through the air. Its instant flash was like a meteor, its speed like the fleeting bloom of an epiphyllum. No one could describe the intent released by that dagger; it was a profound artistic conception that could only be grasped, never put into words.

The instant the flying dagger shot through the air, Jiang Dali even felt as though he had been firmly locked onto when facing Li Xunhuan in the past—a faint sense of danger.

That feeling had actually been brought about by one of his own players. To him, it was simply unbelievable.

And the moment that unbelievable emotion appeared, the flaw in his mind grew wider. A blade of light had already begun to emerge within his spirit and heart—Inch-Maneuver!

Whoosh!

The blade light shot over like lightning, carrying an astonishing blade intent that tugged at one's essence, energy, and spirit.

Under the amazed gazes of Lu Xiaofeng and the others, Jiang Dali showed neither joy nor anger. He nodded faintly, closed his eyes, and extended two fingers.

With a "ding," he caught the incoming flying dagger in midair. His fingers barely exerted any force, yet the blade qi wrapped around the dagger shattered along with the dagger itself.

Yet at the instant the flying dagger shattered, a blade light like an Inch-Maneuver flashed like a white rainbow piercing the sun and vanished into the space between Jiang Dali's brows.

A flying dagger after another flying dagger!

"Hmm!?"

Jiang Dali abruptly opened his eyes. The light bursting from them was like two streaks of cold lightning, accompanied by an astonishing concentrated divine intent that fixed upon the incoming white-rainbow blade light.

In an instant, the blade light seemed frozen in amber, suspended between Jiang Dali's eyes. Then, like glass struck by an invisible