He wailed inwardly and clutched the World's Number-One Divination banner in his hand.
He spent his days studying divination, obsessed with glimpsing heaven's secrets. He had never actually been in a fight!
Besides, everyone in the pavilion had always doted on him because of his gifted spiritual constitution. When had he ever faced anything like this?
As the sword blade bore down on him, he lost his head and screamed inwardly:
Ahhh—
He was no good at fighting!
What was he supposed to do now?!
Faced with Liu Qingqing's sudden, fierce assault, Bu Yi dared not let his guard down. He turned his wrist and held the divination banner across his body, bracing himself.
The next instant!
The spirit sword slammed into the banner!
Thud—
A heavy, muffled impact rang out. Strangely, when the two attacks collided, not a trace of spiritual energy spilled out. No streaks of light burst forth, no shock wave swept across the arena. It looked remarkably halfhearted.
Both of them jolted, surprise flashing through their eyes.
Their gazes met for an instant. Then, as though by tacit agreement, both pushed off the ground and retreated several yards, swiftly putting distance between them before resetting their stances.
So that was how strong the other one was!
Delight surged through Bu Yi. He tightened his grip on the banner, its cloth trembling faintly, and confidence flooded his eyes.
He had overestimated Liu Qingqing. He could handle moves like that!
His spirits soaring, Bu Yi shouted:
"Ah—take this!"
With a yell, he sprang into the air. The banner snapped in his hands as he swept toward Liu Qingqing.
Liu Qingqing's eyes flashed. She flipped nimbly to the side, evading the attack.
Using the momentum of her landing, she darted around behind Bu Yi in an instant.
Bright sparks