I stepped onto the arena, and the female immortal named Li Yun looked as if she were facing a formidable enemy. Though she appeared older than me, her current expression exposed how difficult it was for her to steady her state of mind.
Her earlier loss to Gu Fei had already left her with nowhere to retreat. If she lost another match this time, she would have no chance to prove herself.
"Senior Sister Li, please." I extended a hand, signaling for her to attack. After all, even if I gave her a move or two, it would still count as bullying her.
Li Yun bit her lower lip and let out a delicate shout. Her long sword immediately thundered toward me, while strands of Sword Qi, winding and following in its wake, shot toward me in a sudden barrage.
"Excellent swordsmanship." I encouraged her. At least she still dared to fight. That was much more interesting than that brat Mo Xiaoning. I immediately condensed my own Sword Qi strands and sent them chasing hers.
A complicated look flashed through Li Yun's eyes. After all, condensing Sword Qi into strands was the most powerful attack she could use, yet I had casually displayed the same technique and was even driving my strands toward hers. That had already left her frustrated.
After all, it was bad enough that my boundary-force spells had made all the disciples tremble at the mere mention of them. Now even my swordsmanship was this profound—truly, it had reached a level ordinary disciples could never attain.
However, I was not worried about exposing my strength. There were also immortals who had awakened after inheriting ancient lineages. I was merely going a little overboard. It was not too excessive.
Moreover, if the inheritor came from one of the