Two Extremes Reversed
Bai Shan's face showed a flicker of surprise. No one had ever dared to meet the moves of his Wuji Sword head-on, yet Bi Fan had done just that!
He silently thought, Since that's how it is, I'll let you see the true power of the Wuji Sword!
When the Wuji Sword collided with the golden palm print, a grating screech rang out.
The Wuji Sword seemed to have struck a piece of incredibly hard metal, but its momentum did not stop there.
Bai Shan's voice rang out in a cold shout: "Whirlwind Stab!"
The power that had been gathering in midair, Chaos Qi imbued in the blade, suddenly erupted!
The fierce Sword Qi sent a wave of intense pain through Bi Fan's hand, which had turned to gold-colored stone. He was completely suppressed by the Wuji Sword's aura, and the powerful force sent him flying.
Bi Fan gritted his teeth against the pain and steadied himself. Looking at his hand, he gave a bitter smile.
The golden light had long since faded, leaving his hands covered in blood. If his body hadn't undergone repeated, high-intensity tempering, that move would have crippled both hands!
Bai Shan stood opposite him, holding the Wuji Sword. His expression was indifferent, and his demeanor imperious. His voice carried a cold, mocking laugh. "With strength like that, you think you can challenge me?"
Bi Fan smiled unconcernedly, paying no attention to the taunt. He raised his head and said, "The winner hasn't been decided yet. What are you in such a hurry for?"
As he spoke, he wiped the blood from his hands on his clothes. He swallowed a Qi Blood Pill to recover a little, then smiled. "Or are you afraid you'll lose to me?"
Bai Shan's expression darkened. Before he