Thud!
Xie Hao's sword came crashing down from above, unleashing a terrifying sword aura. It traced a graceful arc through the air, slashing toward Xia Ping's head with an attack so sharp it seemed to have reached its utmost limit.
Sword aura like that could tear steel apart. No human body of flesh and blood could withstand it.
"Dodge!"
A glint flashed in Xia Ping's eyes. His mental power kept everything under control, and he remained unhurried as he performed Kunpeng Step. Moving like a shadow, he manipulated the air currents and used the force bursting from Xie Hao to retreat more than a hundred meters in an instant.
With a boom, the sword aura slammed into the ground, cleaving a deep fissure into it with a sharp crack.
"Your martial cultivation is impressive, and you've advanced at an astonishing pace. But martial techniques aren't so easy to master. They require years of practice and constant battles against enemies to temper yourself."
Xie Hao walked across the ground, looking utterly relaxed and elegant. He held his sword like a gentleman at a ball. "After becoming an Elite Student, I trained hard every day. I spent five hours a day just honing my swordsmanship."
"Over the past two or three years, I've even crossed swords with many sword masters and grandmasters, constantly refining my martial techniques. You could say my swordsmanship has reached the realm of perfection!"
"You're a freshman, and you think you can compete with me? You're dreaming!"
"But don't worry. I'll wake you up right now and show you just how vast the gap between us is."
King-level sword art, Yin-Yang Wind Blade Sword!
In that instant, Xie Hao unleashed his signature sword art. Sword light flashed as the air around him began to swirl wildly. Under the