Xuan Mo had just arrived at the next level when swish, swish, swish, swish—countless hidden weapons flew toward him. His face darkened, and with a wave of his robe sleeve, the thirty-six Heavenly Dipper divine powers, Universe in a Sleeve, activated and blocked every hidden weapon. He said, "Who the hell attacks people with hidden weapons without even giving them a heads-up first?"
After he said that, a young man burst into hearty laughter. His voice was bright and confident, like a gentle breeze dispersing the tense atmosphere around them. His gaze was firm, revealing an unyielding spirit.
"I'm Tang Lian of the Tang Sect. Please enlighten me!" he shouted, his tone brimming with challenge and resolve. He gripped the curved blade in his hands tightly, its edge flashing with a cold gleam as if ready to face any enemy.
With a light shout, Tang Lian suddenly stepped forward. His body sank slightly, and his blade traced an arc through the air. His movements were swift and powerful, carrying a fierce momentum.
At the same time, Xuan Mo reacted quickly. He raised his hand and thrust out with his sword, its blade glittering brightly beneath the sunlight. His swordsmanship was like a violent storm, precise and sharp.
The two instantly clashed, their blades colliding with crisp ringing sounds. Their figures intertwined at astonishing speed, dazzling the eyes. Every attack contained tremendous force, as if they intended to defeat the other completely.
The battle was fiercer than anyone could have imagined. The two exchanged blows without yielding an inch. Their techniques were exquisite, displaying superb martial skill. Just like that, after a full seventy exchanges, Xuan Mo began to take the fight seriously. His gaze sharpened, and he thrust his sword straight at Tang Lian's face.
At that moment, Tang Lian