Separated by the Sword Qi barrier, Ye Lin and Baili Tusu stared at each other.
The two faced one another in silence. Neither spoke.
"Why won't you draw your sword?"
After a moment, Baili Tusu gritted his teeth and spoke coldly, each word deliberate.
His voice was icy, carrying a trace of resolute finality.
"You're not worthy."
Ye Lin honestly voiced what was truly in his heart.
Even now, the guy before him had not earned the right to make him draw his sword.
"I'm not worthy, not worthy, not... worthy?"
Those three words echoed over and over in Baili Tusu's mind.
His expression began to darken, fury churning in his eyes.
After fighting all this time, this guy still had not drawn his sword.
And in the end, it was because he was not worthy.
His strength was not even enough to make someone draw their sword?
He... he...
"Ah!"
Baili Tusu suddenly let out a long howl.
He exerted force with both hands, seeming to go mad as the sword in his hand relentlessly hacked at the Sword Qi barrier before Ye Lin.
Meanwhile, Ye Lin reinforced the Sword Qi barrier before him as he retreated.
No matter how Baili Tusu attacked, the Sword Qi barrier before him stood towering and unmoving, without even the slightest sign of cracking.
"Wu Tian, break!"
Following Baili Tusu's roar—
An incomparably powerful slash of Sword Qi flew forth.
Crack.
The next moment, a crisp sound echoed across the arena.
The Sword Qi barrier before Ye Lin, which had held back Baili Tusu for so long, shattered just like that.
At that moment, Baili Tusu had completely fallen into a frenzied state, and the sword techniques in his hands grew ever more vicious.
Beyond that, Ye Lin could also sense that this