"There's something strange about his cultivation technique!" Su Shi'er stared intently at his opponent as the Silver Light Sword gifted by the Grand Elder appeared in his hand.
With a leap, he jumped straight out the window, his feet moving through Shadowless Illusionary Steps as he attacked.
His figure was like a phantom; beneath the dim night sky, only a streak of silver sword light could be seen flashing past.
True Yuan surged within him, yet not a trace of it leaked out.
The Breath Concealment Technique was remarkably effective, but once True Yuan was used, it would fail.
The man before him was also at the seventh level of Qi Refining. If they truly clashed head-on, Su Shi'er was confident of victory, but it would still take considerable effort. He intended to conceal his cultivation and catch the other man off guard with a sudden strike.
"Hmph, a mere third level of Qi Refining dares act so recklessly before me!"
The Pale-faced Cultivator sneered as a dull gray blade appeared in his hand.
With a flick of his wrist, he sent a streak of cold gray light toward the charging Su Shi'er.
His face was full of disdain, but inwardly, he was secretly on guard.
This brat is only at the third level of Qi Refining, yet he dares attack me. He must have something up his sleeve!
The next instant, the two figures met and their weapons collided, erupting with a crisp clang.
Clang!
A startling force exploded outward. Sensing the aura released from Su Shi'er, the pale-faced man turned deathly pale.
"What?! You're actually... at the seventh level of Qi Refining?!"
He had considered countless possibilities, but never had he expected the person before him to be a cultivator of the same realm.
With that, every precaution