"A sword becomes ten thousand swords!"
Lu Yang became a sword himself. With a flicker, he transformed into countless sharp green blades, indistinguishable from one another, and formed them into a sword cage that trapped Meng Jingzhou inside.
"Petty mortals dare lay hands on this venerable one? Die!" Meng Jingzhou answered with regal arrogance. His black hair whipped wildly, and he radiated an astonishing aura that seemed to surpass his realm. With one punch, he sent a vast swath of green swords flying.
The green swords came in an endless stream. No matter how many Meng Jingzhou shattered, new ones would appear to launch another attack.
What Meng Jingzhou failed to notice was that the green sword Lu Yang had become was quietly mingling among the blades very close to him. It didn't attack, but instead circled around him.
"Draw a prison on the ground!"
Meng Jingzhou sensed trouble and cursed inwardly. He'd fallen for Lu Yang's trick. His body suddenly sank, and he was trapped in an underground cage. Darkness surrounded him, so complete that he couldn't tell up from down or left from right.
"You think a mere earthen cage can imprison this venerable one? Fist of Sole Supremacy!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless fist marks appeared inside the indestructible dungeon, then exploded. Meng Jingzhou burst out of the ground!
But what greeted him wasn't daylight. It was Lu Yang's sword, descending right over his head!
Lu Yang slashed straight at him. Meng Jingzhou pressed his palms together and clamped down hard on the tip of the sword—effectively trapping Lu Yang by the head.
Lu Yang twisted his body. If Meng Jingzhou didn't let go, the sharp blade would cut into his hands!
Meng Jingzhou reacted at once. He didn't let go, but instead spun in sync with Lu