All the spectators were stunned, their eyes dazed.
Just how had Su Yi done it?
A flicker of surprise surfaced between Xia Jiuqiu's brows.
He was a sword cultivator. Throughout his life of battle, he had never held anything back when killing enemies. What he sought was to crush his foes with thunderous force in the shortest possible time.
Thus, even against Su Yi now, he had not held back in the slightest.
Yet unexpectedly, his full-force sword strike had been neutralized just like that!
"After nine steps, I will strike," Su Yi said casually. "If you cannot withstand the distance of nine steps... then you are not worth my drawing my sword."
The entire venue erupted. Everyone was bewildered, nearly suspecting they had misheard.
After all, that was Xia Jiuqiu!
Not to mention Silent Nothingness Realm cultivators—even Heavenly Sovereigns would not dare be so arrogant!
When those words reached Xia Jiuqiu's ears, they also gave rise to an absurd feeling within him. He could not help but frown.
Was the Grandmaster's reincarnation a little too arrogant?
He truly did not regard him as an opponent!
Boom!
As Xia Jiuqiu's thoughts turned, the aura around him became increasingly terrifying. Sword intent surged like tides, like a storm, ravaging the entire venue.
Even the clouds in the heavens were shredded apart, and the ten directions trembled.
The defensive restriction formation covering the dojo rumbled into operation at this moment, offsetting the terrifying aura emanating from Xia Jiuqiu.
Anyone could see that Xia Jiuqiu had been enraged!
Su Yi's expression remained as calm as ever, as though he saw none of it.
With his hands behind his back, he lifted his right foot, about to take his second step.
At that instant, Xia Jiuqiu suddenly attacked.
Countless streams of Sword Qi crisscrossed