Your Fist Isn't as Hard as Mine

Yu Wenxiong raised his sword, and Sword Qi transformed into streaks of starlight that slashed toward Sikong Jing. It was as though countless starbursts were gathering, blasting Sikong Jing's enormous black claw into fragments...

But Sikong Jing immediately unleashed Blood Devour's second and third claws, shielding himself with them.

In the next instant, Sikong Jing opened his spirit platform consciousness sea. The densely packed starlight sword radiance had nowhere to hide under the power of his spirit platform consciousness sea. Then, using the two claws he had launched as cover, he vanished amid the specks of starlight Sword Qi.

"Useless, utterly useless, hahaha... Sikong Jing, you're dead for sure." Yu Wenxiong let out a savage laugh.

To him, killing someone at the Extraordinary Realm only required a single move.

Yet the next moment, he suddenly sensed danger coming from behind him, followed by Sikong Jing's icy voice.

"Blood Devour Fourth Claw."

A huge black claw suddenly appeared behind Yu Wenxiong. As he turned, he shrieked and darted away, barely evading the claw's pounce. When he focused his gaze, Sikong Jing had actually appeared where the fourth claw was!

He looked back again. Between the two black claw radiances that the starlight had blasted away, there was no trace of Sikong Jing left.

Yu Wenxiong was utterly shocked and roared madly, "You... how did you get out?"

What he truly wanted to ask was how Sikong Jing had slipped silently out of the encirclement of his starlight Sword Qi.

"Of course, I flashed out."

"Yu Wenxiong, do you think reaching the third level of the Dao Inquiry Realm makes you so impressive?" Sikong Jing said coldly. "Shamelessly attacking me does give you a chance, but you should have raised your realm another two levels before coming."

With that, a longsword suddenly