Xu Taiping did not agree immediately. Instead, he teased inwardly:
Senior Blade Ghost, if you can't swallow the humiliation of someone yielding you a strike, just say so. Don't use me as an excuse!
In the end, however, he did not say it aloud, and merely suggested:
"Senior, since he offered to yield, just grant his wish and chop him down with one strike."
Blade Ghost snorted at that.
"Bullshit! In all my life, no one has ever yielded me a strike in a blade inquiry!"
After being scolded by Blade Ghost, Xu Taiping said rather helplessly:
"All right, all right, Senior, don't get angry. I'll make this strike myself."
With Blade Ghost so adamant, Xu Taiping could only do this dirty, tiresome work himself.
As he spoke, Xu Taiping's divine soul once again took control of the Origin Beginning Clone.
Blade Ghost withdrew of his own accord.
Pressing his hand to the saber's hilt, Xu Taiping assumed the drawing stance of the Demon-Slaying Blade's Dragon-Slaying Form, then looked toward Blade Emperor Yang Ben.
"Since you have graciously granted me a strike, Senior Blade Emperor, I won't stand on ceremony."
Blade Emperor Yang Ben laughed heartily and beckoned again.
"Come on, give me all you've got!"
Compared with his earlier appearance, with lifeless eyes and no interest in living, the Blade Emperor now seemed like an entirely different man.
Boom!
Xu Taiping did not hesitate either. He immediately mustered all his true essence and qi and blood, drawing Water-Cutting from the scabbard at his waist.
Shing!
Amid the piercing blade cry, Xu Taiping's blade intent raised his blade force to the ultimate realm in an instant, fusing it with blade qi thunderclap in that same instant. It became a blade shadow over a hundred zhang long, flickering ceaselessly with sparks