It had to be said that Liang Bo's move had been quite insidious. An ordinary person would likely have fallen for it, but Liang Bo had still underestimated his opponent's strength.
"You crafty brat!" Amid the explosion came the white-robed elder's furious shout. He still sounded full of vigor, as though he had not been seriously injured.
Liang Bo's heart tightened, but his movements did not slow in the slightest.
The instant he threw out the Thunderfire Pearl, he had already lunged toward the white-robed elder. Now that he was close, the Purple Lightning Blade in his right hand slashed out like lightning, while his left hand hurled another throwing knife.
The white-robed elder hastily dodged to the right, his curved blade sweeping out at high speed. He first knocked away the throwing knife that had nearly reached him, then swiftly changed direction to block Liang Bo's Purple Lightning Blade.
What incredible speed! Liang Bo was shaken. His opponent's strike just now had been unbelievably fast—calling it swift as lightning would not have been an exaggeration.
What surprised him even more was that when their blades collided, Liang Bo immediately felt a powerful force surge along the Purple Lightning Blade, leaving his arm slightly numb.
Such formidable strength! Liang Bo instantly realized that he was no match for his opponent. The other man's strength had likely reached at least the level of passing the fourth floor of the True Martial Tower, far surpassing his own. Even with a sneak attack, it would be difficult for him to kill the man.
Moreover, the two black-clothed men behind him were rapidly closing in. After failing to land the first blow, Liang Bo made a prompt decision. Borrowing the rebounding force from his clash with the white-robed elder, he sprang back and turned