Sword intent danced and the Sword Dao swept across the arena. Powerful Sword Qi tore through the void, its boundless might striking fear into the young prodigies and leaving them wary of becoming his enemies. It was far too terrifying.
The Fish-Intestine Immortal Sword paired with the Great White Daoist Sect's finest sword art, the Supreme Mystery Sword Art, was simply overwhelming.
Among the prodigies of his generation, aside from that Ye Sword God of the Eternal Ye Family, could anyone rival his swordsmanship?
Flames rose in the Heaven-Fighting Saint Son's eyes. He clenched both fists, furious!
He had never expected that even after painstakingly mastering the Fighting Saint Sword Technique and pairing it with the Heaven-Fighting Sacred Sword his sect had forged exclusively for him, he would still fail to take first place in a contest of swordsmanship.
Yet... the Heaven-Fighting Saint Son's fighting spirit had also been ignited, soaring even higher.
So what if someone else was stronger than him? He had merely lost a contest in the field of swordsmanship. Who was stronger in actual combat remained unknown.
If he fought Tai Bai Daoist, he was confident he would not fall behind.
At present, the strength of the few of them was probably neck and neck.
As the sword dance ended, the folding fan descended from the azure sky. With a light push of his foot, Tai Bai Daoist rose into the air.
He turned, caught the folding fan, and flicked it open. His loose hair gleamed like jade, and his faint smile felt like a spring breeze.
With a folding fan in one hand and a sword in the other, he looked like an elegant young gentleman of the mortal world.
At the sight, many female cultivators could barely contain themselves, hearts appearing in their eyes.