Bai Yang's sword light split apart, every move targeting Atkin's vital points.
A longsword followed him like a shadow. Though Atkin had long known he was no match for Bai Yang, he had hoped to use his Planetary Level flying ability to quickly escape the battle zone.
But beneath this single sword, he had no opportunity whatsoever.
Every time he tried to widen the distance and take off to flee, the unceasing sword moves immediately forced him into a desperate scramble.
He knew perfectly well that if he forcibly took flight, his entire upper body would instantly be stabbed into a honeycomb.
As one of Earth's former top five experts, did Atkin not care about his pride?
He did. Of course he did!
But he was even less willing to gamble on whether his Black God Set could withstand a single strike from Bai Yang!
Yan Hai was also wearing a Black God Set, but so what?
Wasn't he now lying face-down on the ground, his fate unknown?
On the sixth floor of the Trial Tower, even the most ordinary standard-issue longsword could kill the Sea Snake King in Bai Yang's hands.
And the sword he held now was the one and only Mount Hua Sword on Earth!
As the fifth councilor of the War God Palace, he knew some of this sword's background as well!
He absolutely did not dare let Bai Yang's blade so much as graze any part of his body.
With Bai Yang casually wielding his sword techniques, he forced Atkin into a dead end.
Before long, he had seen through every one of Atkin's defensive moves.
The sword technique in his hand abruptly changed. What had been horizontal slashes and straight thrusts suddenly became light, drifting cuts.
The blade pressed tightly against Atkin's body and