The two traded blows back and forth, but it all happened in the flash of lightning striking flint.
Two lively hwamei perched on his shoulders. He had no choice but to concede.
Dongmen Shu understood perfectly well that, though the birds chirped and twittered like living creatures, they could take his life in an instant.
Jiang Yang had hardly bullied him. From beginning to end, he had displayed only his swordsmanship, then activated the Pure Luminary Cloudlight Brocade Robe's [Mirage Mist] ability and stood in place. Once invoked, this wondrous power concealed his form, muted his presence, and masked his spirit sense. With his attention caught by the sword essence, Dongmen Shu had blundered about like a headless fly, unable to find him.
Dongmen Shu was by no means weak, but his sword Dao had strayed down the wrong path. Jiang Yang's mastery surpassed his in every respect, and once the sword essence emerged, he lost even faster than Jiang Qianchuan had.
Dongmen Shu could do nothing about it, either. If he had not seized the initiative, he would not have had even the slightest chance.
"Thank you for your guidance, Dao Brother Jiang."
He shook his head with a rueful smile and could only cup his hands briefly before leaving the arena. In truth, his eyes shone, and gratitude toward Jiang Yang rose in his heart.
I only won one match this time, so the top three must be beyond my reach. Still, what I lost at sunrise, I gained at sunset. This battle showed me the road ahead—far more useful than any precious spirit treasure...
Once I return to the sect, I must work hard at the sword Dao and cultivate sword essence as soon as possible!
Jiang Yang returned the salute. Yuanzhu approached again and quietly asked