Those old scheming bastards from the Supreme Dao Sect—anyone who trusted them was an idiot!
Chi Jiuyu knew it as clearly as if she were looking into a mirror.
Those reckless sword cultivators really were all cut from the same cloth!
Watching the longsword slash horizontally toward him, feeling that razor-sharp edge chill even his soul, the man could not help but curse inwardly.
This sword was powerful, but not impossible to deal with. Who would win was still anyone's guess.
But if he truly clashed with Chi Jiuyu, then once the nearby contestants arrived, his situation would become troublesome.
Several thoughts turned through his mind, and he had already made his decision—all in less than an instant outside.
Run!
He could not fight her head-on!
Just as that fierce edge tore through his protective wind and lightning, the backup plan he had prepared in advance was finally activated.
As a qualified practitioner of the cautious school, how could he possibly fail to leave himself a way out before making a decision?
Whoosh~
Ripples spread across the void. Amid a wisp of ethereal, drifting green smoke, his entire body transformed into a thumb-sized bead covered in intricate golden patterns.
And then, he vanished with startling abruptness!
Clang!
The fierce edge streaked into the distance, while the longsword wreathed in fine white radiance effortlessly cleaved the bead in two, its cross-section smooth as a mirror.
The gleaming golden patterns on the bead's surface dimmed away, as though they had completely lost their effect.
"That slippery bastard really runs fast!" Chi Jiuyu gritted her teeth.
She flicked the longsword in her hand!
Boom!
The dust filling the sky froze for an instant, then was pressed down by the surging sword wind.
Those old scheming bastards from the Supreme Dao Sect were fucking