While Xu Taiping hesitated over whether to remove his blindfold, the disciples in the Cloud Tower stands had already erupted into an uproar.
However, apart from a small handful of cultivators with decent cultivation and keen eyes, most of the disciples still looked utterly bewildered.
"What exactly happened just now?"
"Right, what happened? Xu Taiping's blade was so fast just now that I couldn't even react."
"All I saw was Xu Taiping pressing Ye Xuan down with his blade and hacking away. As he kept hacking, Ye Xuan, who had already seemed done for, somehow got back up."
"And even forced Xu Taiping back."
"Xu Taiping seized an opening in Ye Xuan's defenses and nearly killed him on the spot. But Ye Xuan seemed to have another trick up his sleeve, and Xu Taiping seemed very wary of it, so he didn't keep pursuing him."
Listening to the discussion around him, Chen Hao of the Pure Yang Sword Sect suddenly frowned. "Just what sort of disciples has the Azure Profound Sect been taking in all these years? Such meticulous calculations, such exquisite blade techniques, and in their mouths, it all becomes hacking back and forth."
Beside him, Sword Saint Amon shook his head dismissively.
"You can't blame their eyesight. Xu Taiping's blade techniques and calculations are so far beyond those of his fellow disciples that they can't even understand what they're seeing."
Chen Hao nodded, finding that reasonable.
Just as he turned his gaze back toward the Sword Platform below, a familiar voice suddenly reached his mind-
"Chen Hao, I've brought the Prefect and my master. We're in the Cloud Tower opposite you."
At this, Chen Hao looked up toward the other side, then sharpened his vision and carefully scanned the area before finally resting his gaze on an ugly