After more than a dozen probing attacks, Number One discovered that he could not break through Huo Hai's defenses. He understood that if this continued, he would definitely be the one to lose in the end. A sharp glint flashed through his eyes. Gritting his teeth, he took out a bottle.
"Hmph, Second Young Master Yang, you really did raise a fine bunch of subordinates. Every one of them is so despicable and shameless, a perfect match for you." Seeing Number One actually take medicine, Qu Linyi spoke to Yang Xiao with contempt. Was this still supposed to be a swordsmanship match?
Yang Xiao snorted coldly. "What does that matter? Not using resources when you have them is simply wasteful. If that country bumpkin had pills, I'd let him take them too." Yang Xiao was plainly making excuses. What real combat expert would carry around something meant purely for competition? If it were truly used, then after a single battle, one might be crippled for life.
While they spoke, Number One had already swallowed the pill. Its effects took hold quickly, and Number One's speed and strength clearly rose by a great margin. In terms of pure physical ability, he could now rival Huo Hai.
"What an amazing pill. Now this is more like it." Huo Hai grew excited. Whether or not his own strength had been restricted, having a suitable opponent was exactly what he had been hoping for. His longsword spread out in his hand as he unleashed his swordsmanship with full force.
The two figures crisscrossed through the open ground, sword light flashing as a continuous clanging rang out. Every strike was tricky and strange. There was not a single mark on either of them, yet the battle was exceptionally fierce and dangerous. Even the surrounding spectators