Yu Xiu.
The Seven Fiends Heavenly Court's final trump card.
He wore an Apricot Yellow Daoist Robe and had the appearance of a youth, gray hair coiled into a bun, and double pupils in his eyes.
His disposition was gloomy and sinister, sparing with words. His fighting style was swift and clean, vicious and sharp.
In every previous duel, Yu Xiu had defeated his opponents in no more than ten moves.
In anyone's eyes, Yu Xiu was an extremely dangerous, extremely terrifying Heavenly Sovereign.
He was too calm, as if he possessed no emotions at all. Whether he won or lost, his sinister and icy expression had never changed in the slightest.
Yet, to everyone's surprise, when facing Su Yi now, Yu Xiu suddenly said, "Actually, I am a sword cultivator."
Everyone was stunned. A sword cultivator?
But when they recalled the previous six rounds of duels, they realized that Yu Xiu had never used any power of the Sword Dao!
Could it be that, like Le You, this fellow had been concealing his true strength all along?
Su Yi gave an oh. "And then?"
Yu Xiu's expression remained sinister and stern. "Among those present, only you are worthy of making me draw my sword."
Everyone exchanged looks.
It was a very plain statement, yet it was arrogant beyond all bounds!
The implication was clear: apart from Su Yi, people like Bo Yun Jun and Le You were not worthy of making him draw his sword!
The Heavenly Emperors all revealed interested expressions. Could Yu Xiu... bring them a different kind of surprise as well?
Bo Yun Jun merely smiled without speaking in response to Yu Xiu's words.
Le You lightly rubbed his chin, his gaze dark and obscure. No one knew what he was thinking.
Su Yi, however, smiled.