Incredulous, Jueyuan discovered that the saber strike he had charged up was actually knocked back by his opponent, sending him flying a zhang and leaving his aura in disarray. He hurriedly steadied himself, barely managing to halt his body and withstand the suction force from the Heaven-Flying Sand Grotto above his head.
Only now did Jueyuan realize that Lu Xiaotian had been able to battle Xiong Ba for so long by no means through luck. What shocked him was not merely Lu Xiaotian's strength, but also the fact that in this space, surrounded by quicksand and flying rocks, a great deal of their aura was concealed by the commotion caused by the Heaven-Flying Sand Grotto. He had built up his strength for a long time before unleashing that saber strike. Yet during his fierce clash with Xiong Ba, Lu Xiaotian's strength had not weakened by much. He even seemed to have prepared in advance, as though he had expected Jueyuan to attack. With a single saber stroke, he had completely sealed off Jueyuan's offensive route, then used the force of Xiong Ba's collision to rebound. Added to his own strength, the two forces combined naturally sent Jueyuan flying back.
What truly alarmed Jueyuan was Lu Xiaotian's control over the battlefield. Even while fighting Xiong Ba, he could still spare attention for other matters.
Yet Lu Xiaotian could only smile bitterly inwardly. Jueyuan thought he still had plenty of room to handle Xiong Ba, but Lu Xiaotian knew his own circumstances best. His astonishing control over the situation, and his ability to borrow the force of Xiong Ba's collision in such a short time, did not come from having strength to spare. Rather, his secondary Primordial Spirit could divide its attention while he fought. Otherwise, if he had confronted both enemies