He Would Never Dare Call Himself Unmatched Again (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader Ashen's Little Fan Di D!)

A glint of cold light flashed, and one sword strike drove Wei Yu back!

As passersby turned to look, they saw Wei Yu with his sword held before him, pinned against the wall.

They couldn't help holding their breath.

Wei Yu was no nobody. He was the number-one Soaring Dragon in the world, acknowledged by the people of Qin, and a prodigy of Great Qin! His prospects were limitless; his future stretched far beyond the present.

Yet now, facing an opponent of the same realm, he seemed to have fallen behind.

Who was his opponent?

"Excellent!"

Wei Yu praised him again.

"I've long yearned for the glory of the Flying Sword Era, though I've never had the chance to witness it. I never thought that even today, I'd get to see such an ancient flying sword technique. This is a stroke of fortune for me, Wei Yu!"

He turned his long sword sideways, angling it before him. Then he planted his rear foot and shot forward.

A mighty, savage sword intent gathered around him, uniting his body and will, his momentum and strength. It roared and grew ever more concentrated...

In the end, he and his sword surged forward together.

But Xiang Qian still stood where he was, leaning against the wall. He casually lifted a hand before him, raised his index finger slightly, and flicked it forward.

Clang!

A glint of cold light seemed to appear out of thin air, meeting the tip of Wei Yu's suddenly thrusting sword.

Wei Yu hadn't wanted to strike just yet. He was still seven steps from his opponent.

But he had no choice!

Just moments ago, his sword had told him: if he didn't strike now... he would die!

His momentum was incomplete, his intent not yet spent, but his sword had