At that moment, Xia Wuji felt no fear whatsoever, even when facing an Inner Court Disciple at the Core Formation Realm.
The fact that his opponent wanted to make a move yet still had to scheme and arrange everything so carefully meant that they were not truly free to act recklessly.
Hearing Xia Wuji's response, the Core Formation Realm Inner Court Disciple immediately flew into a rage. He abruptly raised his arm and grabbed with all five fingers. The instant he clenched his fist, a thunderous boom rang out from his palm.
"How dare you remain so arrogant in front of an Inner Court Disciple? You'll soon realize just how foolish you are!" the man barked coldly.
As his voice fell, his tightly clenched fist slammed forward. The force of his punch erupted, and a powerful wave of air rumbled toward Xia Wuji. Although it had been merely a casual strike, it was not to be underestimated. The power contained within it was immense.
A cold glint flashed through Xia Wuji's eyes. He immediately swept his sword horizontally. Overlapping Waves Sword Art, Fourth Wave!
Four layers of sword-light surged from the blade, crashing down like enormous waves one after another and tearing apart the incoming fist force!
The shockwaves produced by the collision of the two forces swept toward every direction in an instant.
The Inner Court male disciple at the Core Formation Realm furrowed his brows. He had thought that a casual punch would leave Xia Wuji battered and sprawled on the ground. He had never imagined that Xia Wuji could withstand his fist force.
Li Su and Zhu Jing's failures had already infuriated him. Now that his own strike had failed to work, he found it even more humiliating.
Thinking of Chu Lingyue watching from nearby, the man