Another pitch-black saber shadow thirty feet long descended into the crowd of bronze men.
Boom!
The saber energy exploded, spreading outward in a ring of black ripples.
Caught head-on by the saber energy, the bronze men were all sent flying into the bronze walls before dropping to the ground one after another.
Two strikes.
In just two strikes, all forty-odd bronze men had been laid out.
Chun Xiaobai blinked, looking at the bronze men sprawled all over the ground.
"That's it?"
He had thought he would be in for a fierce battle.
And this was all he got?
"Fuck, wasn't that way too easy?"
Chun Xiaobai looked at the Black Flame Blade in his hand. He knew it wasn't just because he had been talented with a saber since childhood, but also because of the quality of this blade.
Now, his opinion of the blade's quality rose another notch.
Something suddenly occurred to Chun Xiaobai. His eyes lit up, and he hurriedly put away the Black Flame Blade, ran over to a bronze man, and reached for the large golden saber in its hand.
"Hand it over!"
He gave it a hard yank.
The golden saber didn't budge.
Chun Xiaobai changed his stance and used both hands, mustering every last ounce of strength he had, but the golden saber remained firmly gripped in the bronze man's hand.
"Fuck!"
Refusing to give up, Chun Xiaobai willed it with a thought, preparing to carry the bronze man away.
But the bronze man seemed welded to the floor. No matter how he pried or pulled, it didn't move an inch.
"Seriously? Am I going to lose a Golden Staff over this?"
Chun Xiaobai looked at the half of the Golden Staff in his hand, his heart aching at the loss.
The staff was