"Outsider sword duel?"
Seeing the man's expression and the strange happenings on the mountain, Yuan Muxi and the others were puzzled. But before they could ask, the middle-aged Confucian scholar gave a cold laugh and looked at them. "Could you be their accomplices? Even if not, you must have come because of this. Did you think Hexi Academy was truly a place you could enter whenever you pleased?"
Clang!
As soon as he finished speaking, another streak of sword light swept over from afar. It was extraordinarily long, at least a hundred zhang from end to end, its cold gleam flashing. Wherever it passed, even the air seemed to be sliced apart!
That icy radiance leaped over the academy at once and extended before Yuan Muxi and the others. It traced a huge arc through the air, flashed past the middle-aged scholar's back, and finally dissipated into nothing!
Yet as it vanished, boundless razor-sharp intent spread out. Even the middle-aged Confucian felt a chill at the back of his neck, his face turning ashen!
"What in the world are they doing? What's going on? That sword light was terribly sharp. Even this body of mine, tempered through hard training and taught my master's Divine Ability, probably couldn't take more than a few strikes!" After the sword light faded, the Black-Haired Monkey drew a deep breath and rendered his judgment.
Before his words had faded, layer upon layer of tiny sword lights scattered in from all directions. They fell as densely as raindrops, spraying about without restraint. The instant they struck the ground, a chorus of clanging rang out, battering pits all across the earth.
The sword lights then vanished into the little pits, leaving only traces of sharp metallic aura drifting slowly away.
When the tiny sword lights arrived, the