Master of the Green Light Sword Tiao Tiao, Ten Years of Honor and Humiliation Finally Repaid!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Amid the incessant explosions, the two figures continually crossed, separated, and collided again.

Both had pushed their cultivation to the limit.

The longer Black Heart Tiger fought, the more alarmed he became. Not only was this kid's swordsmanship exquisite, but his Internal Force was far deeper and more enduring than expected. More terrifying still was his tenacity and insight—he grew braver with every battle and stronger against stronger opponents!

Several times, killing moves he had thought certain to succeed were defused in bizarre ways, only for the opponent to counterattack!

Hong Mao, though appearing evenly matched with Black Heart Tiger, was inwardly solemn as well.

Black Heart Tiger's Martial Arts had indeed reached perfection. Every move contained the profound demonic power of decades of arduous cultivation. His palm force was sinister and vicious, endlessly variable, and his experience was even more seasoned, his grasp of timing exquisite to the utmost degree.

Hong Mao knew clearly that if he had not fused with his "future" self's Template, bringing a qualitative leap in his Internal Force, swordsmanship, and even his understanding of Fire Dance Whirlwind, then with his original cultivation, he likely would not have lasted two moves against Black Heart Tiger.

Even so, he could only barely contend with Black Heart Tiger through the mysterious Realm of the tenth level of the Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique—Free Control and Unity of Man and Sword—along with Internal Force far beyond his age.

They seemed evenly matched on the surface, but in truth, Black Heart Tiger still had the upper hand in controlling the battle.

In a prolonged fight, no matter how fast his Internal Force recovered, it would be difficult to match the opponent's decades of accumulation. Defeat was likely only a matter of time.

Yet Hong Mao did