Beside the Cold Pool, the young woman stood lost in thought.
A streak of crimson sword light descended from the heavens like a thunderbolt. In an instant, sword qi surged everywhere, tearing through the air, while the icy sword intent nearly filled heaven and earth. The sword came too fast and too violently, leaving no room for retreat, and aimed straight at Li Zijing's heart.
The sword flashed like lightning. It was plainly a killing move.
Though someone in the wind shouted a warning, it only made the attack seem even more arrogant and unbridled...
Everyone knew that in a sparring match, pointing one's blade straight at a young woman's chest was already a grave taboo.
Yet the red-robed man clearly had no intention of holding back. He plainly meant to heavily injure the girl with a single sword strike and establish his fame before the Goddess Palace.
The sword light closed in. The outcome seemed decided.
The corners of the red-robed man's lips lifted slightly as he thought, Could it be that the so-called prodigies of the Goddess Palace are all this useless? Could they be nothing more than empty reputations?
Another self-proclaimed cultivation genius was about to fall beneath his sword?
Before he could think further, the wind behind him suddenly tightened... The green-robed swordsman had also been unable to hold himself back and had seized the chance to attack!
The man who wanted to play the mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole lurked behind it shot forward. His sword force was even fiercer, and he actually intended to suppress both of them with a single strike.
He was even more decisive than the red-robed man. If one wanted fame, one had to seize it early.
He intended to step on the shoulders of the red-robed man