Muhua

Zhou Daogan shouted fiercely, but in the end he didn't unleash his sword intent again. He knew full well that to kill this man, he would have to recover his strength and strike in one decisive burst.

A rash attack would only leave a few more sword scars on the man. What good would that do? It would merely waste his own strength.

Apart from his mastery of the Eight Meridians Sword, Zhou Daogan's own cultivation in Martial Arts was equally peerless among his peers.

With the profound and exquisite True Fiend Qi protecting him, and attacking without defending, Xu Yi naturally had no way to deal with him.

All he needed was to hold out for a while. Once he had recovered his strength, the little thief would be as good as dead.

Zhou Daogan soon realized that his plan wouldn't work, because more and more people were gradually appearing in the hall.

Indeed, ever since he had entered and begun repeatedly grappling with Xu Yi, nearly two incense sticks' worth of time had passed.

That wasn't long enough for every Martial Refining Realm cultivator to finish the trial, but it was enough for more cultivators to gather sufficient points, lose a fight against a stronger opponent, and be transferred here.

In less than half a tea's time, three more people flashed in one after another. Xu Yi was just as quick to provoke them, enticing all three to attack him.

Zhou Daogan wanted to stop them, but Xu Yi, now propelled by True Qi, was just as fast as he was. With Xu Yi on guard against him time and again, Zhou Daogan had no chance to use a killing move.

As for his sword intent, he couldn't bring himself to use it to kill Xu Yi. How