Bang!
Sparks flew.
Su Xing focused his gaze, fixing his eyes on the sword in Xing's hand.
Under normal circumstances, an ordinary Sword Hall training sword would have snapped the instant it touched his Black Sword. Yet the sword in Xing's hand was completely intact, giving off a faint green glow that made Su Xing marvel.
Such high-quality Sequence Energy.
Xing wore black and held a Sword Hall training sword. His skin was pale as a corpse's, yet smooth and clean. Long hair spilled down over his vacant eyes.
He took several steps back,
his sword tip lightly touching the ground.
Pale green Sequence Energy seemed to slowly spread, surging across his body and gradually enveloping him entirely. A dim green light also shone from his eyes.
"Buzz."
The sound of Xing raising his sword again was like a horn announcing the start of the sword duel.
He attacked once more, turning into a streak of green light as he charged wildly at Su Xing. As though he had blasted through the air itself, a colorless ring of air rippled outward from where Xing launched himself.
Su Xing held his sword one-handed, White Blade flashing along its edge. White Blade was now whiter and sharper than before its upgrade, as though the slightest exertion could tear out a resonant hum.
Seeing Xing charge, Su Xing planted his feet and stood unmoving, facing Xing's attack head-on.
Xing had always had absolute faith in his swordsmanship. A wild smile curled across his lips. In his mind, as long as he went all out, Su Xing would be defeated within a few exchanges.
But reality far exceeded his expectations. Su Xing's sword strikes were powerful and heavy, with the force of a single strike matching the momentum of five or six of his.