"That's nothing compared to you, Xu."
Lu Mian gritted his teeth as he spoke.
Relying solely on saber techniques, he really struggled against Xu Yi.
His opponent's attacks were wildly inventive and impossible to predict.
But this was precisely the kind of sparring that could improve his saber technique.
"Then you'd better watch out."
"I'm getting serious now!"
"Ten Thousand Flames, Flowing Feathers!"
Xu Yi chuckled.
As he spoke, he suddenly leaped up, rapidly widening the sweeps of his arm. Dense flashes of sword light flickered like the wings of a divine bird wreathed in crimson flames, sweeping downward.
"Blood Tiger Howls at the Moon!"
Naturally, Lu Mian refused to concede so easily. He moved like a fierce tiger roaring at the sky, swiping its claws as though trying to knock the moon from the heavens.
Clang, clang, clang!
Sword light and saber light clashed with even greater ferocity.
Neither used much strength, competing purely in their understanding of martial arts.
Xu Yi's gaze grew serious. The scattered sword light suddenly condensed into a streak that thrust forward.
The change came far too suddenly.
Lu Mian could still have blocked it if he had used his other means.
But he would not cheat, so he could only desperately pull the Black Tiger Heavy Saber back a little.
Unfortunately, he still failed to block that flash of saber light.
The cold sword tip stopped before his throat.
Lu Mian could already feel its icy chill.
"Xu, that change in your sword technique was really quick."
Lu Mian raised his hand to concede.
"You nearly blocked it."
"Your perception is ridiculously sharp."
Xu Yi put away the White Jade Sword with a faint smile.
"I should be able to block that move next time."
Lu Mian smiled.
"Not necessarily. I've got more