Ultimate moves clashed like pieces on a chessboard; victory and defeat were evenly divided.
Su Che and Yan Wugui faced each other, both with their blood and qi roiling.
"A true rival."
Su Che looked at Yan Wugui below, his long halberd in hand.
This man was far more than merely skilled in Motion and Stillness. He was also adept at Yin-Yang transformations and wielded the power of Transcendence. Anyone who took him for a mere martial brute, a brainless battle maniac, would only wait to be devoured by Yan Wugui until not even the bones remained.
Whether a martial fanatic or a battle maniac, it was merely one means by which he cultivated himself.
It was said that the Devil Sect lacked methods for cultivating Numinous Obscurity. Dharma power and divine abilities were easy to seek, but clarity of heart and realization of one's true nature were difficult to find. Walking the path of extreme obsession could also be a means of washing away sand to find gold.
"Wonderful."
Yan Wugui withdrew his halberd and strapped it to his back again.
His eyes were clear and tranquil. Not a trace remained of the martial lunatic he had been moments ago.
"Today was quite satisfying as well. It is only a pity that you still had strength left unspent."
Yan Wugui spoke to Su Che from afar.
"So you merely used your sword formation against me, keeping the methods of your Sacred Dao held in reserve. I imagine you also possess a killing move that fuses the Sacred Dao domain with your sword formation, but I will not have the chance to witness it today."
If we kept fighting, you would only see what my Mystic Gate was capable of.
Su Che continued, "Likewise, Brother Yan. You are famed for