A soft burst of air rang out.
Xu Wuyi felt a chill across his fist as a sharp force tried to pierce through his qi and blood defenses.
He grunted, and Cloud-Parting Force erupted. Three layers of Triple Force stacked together and shattered the sword shadow.
Yet in that instant of lightning-fast exchange, his wrist gave an imperceptible tremor, and a soft, hidden force silently struck toward Su Yueling's wrist.
Su Yueling's delicate brows furrowed slightly. She had clearly sensed the intrusion of that strange force.
Sword qi flickered from her fingertips, dissolving most of it, but a small amount of Silk-Winding Force still seeped into her meridians like an ailment clinging to the bone.
The two separated at the first touch, each retreating half a step.
Xu Wuyi steadied himself inwardly. Successfully planting Silk-Winding Force was a good start.
If it accumulated bit by bit, perhaps it could gradually affect her circulation of qi and blood, just as it had with Zhao Ding.
Su Yueling lowered her head and glanced at her wrist. There seemed to be a faint sense of sluggishness there, and a trace of understanding appeared in her eyes.
"So it's this kind of force..." Su Yueling murmured.
Since the joint examinations, this was the first time anyone had heard her speak.
After a brief pause, the two moved at the same time, though this time, things were different.
The probing was over!
Su Yueling abruptly accelerated. Rather than evading, she began circling Xu Wuyi like a ghost, darting left and right at high speed!
Xu Wuyi's pressure instantly soared. His martial skill truly surpassed Li Mo's by far; he could anticipate many of Su Yueling's movements and even cut her off in advance several times.
But he had his own weaknesses. First, his ability to