There was no need to force the issue. The Masked Man had already left the ground. Up in the air, with nothing to push off against, he would find it difficult to dodge nimbly.
To Li Hongjiu, who wore a faint smile opposite him, everything had been settled the moment he forced the Masked Man into the air.
Of the two men inside the tornado, one drifted helplessly with the wind, while the other rode it freely, circling with ease, going as fast or as slowly as he pleased.
With his speed entirely under his control, Li Hongjiu soon circled around and caught up with Shi Chun. Another sword shot from his hand. He wanted to see how the Masked Man could evade it with those clumsy movements in the wind.
If he failed to dodge, Li Hongjiu believed no one below the human immortal realm could withstand the power of this Borrowed-Momentum Strike. Even if it did not cripple him, it would leave him gravely injured.
After pursuing him all this way, he was almost certain this was not one of the elders. No elder could possibly have been driven into such a miserable state by his pursuit.
Was it really Shi Chun? With cultivation at advanced martial upper attainment, he could kill grand completion realm cultivators head-on, one after another? To Li Hongjiu, killing across cultivation realms was more interesting than divine fire.
Things seemed to unfold as he had expected. "Seemed," because reality still deviated a little.
The flying sword's seemingly unavoidable strike was actually dodged by the Masked Man's clumsy, unsteady figure, which jerked through a series of absurd stops and starts to barely escape it, looking utterly flustered.
Shi Chun could actually have dodged more cleanly, but the same principle applied: act timid and lull