"Again!"
Chen Yi secretly cursed, then charged forward with his wooden sword in hand.
Though Ye Guxian found it puzzling, he would not go back on his word. Sword after sword, he unleashed Shadowless Sword.
Plain and unadorned.
Yet brimming with power.
The moment it thrust out, the sword wind tore through the long night and arrived in the blink of an eye.
Chen Yi no longer focused on dodging as he had before. Instead, he attempted to meet it with the Flying Flower sword technique.
Sword Intent erupted, and streaks of sword light circled around him.
Yet no matter how airtight he made his wooden sword, he could not block Ye Guxian's Shadowless Sword.
No.
He could not even touch the shadow of that sword move.
How could he speak of blocking it?
After lasting only three breaths, Chen Yi was pierced by two tiny sword wounds.
One was on his left arm.
The other was on his leg.
Had he not dodged in time, those two strikes would have severely wounded him.
However, Ye Guxian had no intention of stopping. Seeing that Chen Yi had suffered only superficial injuries, he thrust out his wooden sword again.
Every strike aimed straight for the vital points all over Chen Yi's body.
Chen Yi gritted his teeth and closed in again. "Continue!"
This was the first time he had encountered an opponent with such overwhelming pressure.
The unprecedented pressure left his entire body taut. His flesh, True Essence, Sword Dao, and Dao of Steps all erupted at full force.
Even though this was merely a spar, not a life-and-death battle.
By contrast, Ye Guxian remained calm and composed throughout.
From beginning to end, he had not moved a single step. He merely repeated the motion of raising his hand and thrusting