World Ender! Destruction Intent!
In the hall, Lin Bai and Zhang Jianxing stared at each other. The two peerless famous swords whipped up monstrous waves, and gusts of wind began roaring through the great hall. The weaker martial artists could not help trembling all over beneath the might of their swords!
Ni Xiang'en walked over with a light laugh and said, "Even if you two want to spar, there's no need to rush, is there? The wine isn't finished yet, so why have you already started?"
Lin Bai smiled faintly. He accepted a cup of wine from Ni Xiang'en, put away his Demon Sword, and said with a smile, "Brother Zhang, I think Miss Ni Xiang'en is right. There's no need to hurry today."
Zhang Jianxing put away his Demon Sword as well and chuckled. "All right."
"To have the honor of sparring with Brother Zhang will certainly be my good fortune. Come, Brother Zhang, let me toast you." Lin Bai smiled faintly and raised his cup.
Zhang Jianxing said indifferently, "Thank you, Brother Dongfang."
The three of them immediately drained their cups together.
After chatting idly with Zhang Jianxing and Ni Xiang'en for a while longer, Lin Bai returned to his seat.
The wielders of the Demonic Duo Swords had left such a tremendous impression on everyone at their first meeting. This epic encounter at Dingtian Palace today would surely be recorded in the annals of Lingnan's Martial World!
"Big Brother Dongfang..." After returning to his seat, Lin Bai noticed that Xue Qing's eyes were filled with terror and that she was drenched in sweat.
Lin Bai asked curiously, "Xue Qing, what's wrong?"
Xue Qing wiped away her sweat and said, "Big Brother Dongfang, the sword might between you and Zhang Jianxing just now was too terrifying. It scared