Five Elements Sect, Blade Tower.
Lin Qingxue and Liu Xiyan could only see two blurred figures repeatedly appearing and vanishing high in the sky. Blade light tore through the air, then dissolved, while enormous golden fist imprints cast the surrounding void into gloom.
Clearly, both combatants were doing their utmost to control their strength, allowing very little energy to spill out. The space overhead merely warped and fractured slightly, while the mountains below suffered no damage at all.
Staring in astonishment at the figures flickering overhead, Liu Xiyan asked Lin Qingxue beside her uncertainly, "Junior Sister Xue'er, do you think Master might beat our handsome junior brother to death?"
Lin Qingxue considered this before replying, "I feel like Junior Brother is already no weaker than Master now..."
Hearing this, Liu Xiyan shuddered. She touched Lin Qingxue's fair forehead and said, "Junior Sister Xue'er, you're joking, right? Master is a Blade Saint now. No matter how formidable our handsome junior brother is, he couldn't possibly be a match for a Blade Saint, could he?!"
As far as Liu Xiyan knew, Mo Yun's cultivation had indeed advanced rapidly, but he was still only a martial artist at the primordial unity level. The gap between him and their master was like a yawning chasm.
After all, everyone beneath a Martial Saint was an ant, and their master was a Blade Tower blade cultivator with utterly heaven-defying combat power!
With such an enormous gap, how could their junior brother overcome a Blade Saint with mere primordial unity cultivation?
Yet Lin Qingxue replied, "I feel that Junior Brother is very strong. His aura is already no weaker than Master's, though I don't know why I feel that way..."
Liu Xiyan looked even more astonished upon hearing this. Frowning, she asked, "Junior Sister Xue'er, are you