The girl charged first.
The Lost Jade Sword scraped a brilliant red trail of sparks across the flagstones, like a comet's tail, and the girl truly was like a comet. All the airy grace she had shown when demonstrating Jade Glow and Jade Shadow was gone. Now she was a swift, deadly blur-the very image of Yellow Jadeite hunting its prey.
The fourth form of Yellow Jadeite, the second step up in difficulty, and the strongest sword move the girl had been able to use when discussing swordsmanship with Pei Ye.
Fire-Sweeping Through the Waterfall.
Her sword struck upward from below. The girl had indeed reached fifth growth less than half a year ago, and barely even counted as a fighting force in tonight's battle. But in Bowang Jianghu, even setting aside her background, she was one of the fifth-growth cultivators others least wanted to face.
The emerald blur came with the might to cleave through everything. The old man watched coldly through lowered eyes. Neither her words nor her moves could even draw a sneer from him.
Did he not know what the Emerald Feather Sword Sect was capable of? Did he not know how much talent Li Piaoqing had? Did she think the whole world would step aside just because she had made up her mind?
Laughable.
Only when the sword move reached him did he raise his wrist.
His upper arm barely moved. His forearm rose smoothly, then chopped down decisively.
Though he struck later, his blow arrived first. The arrowlike emerald blur had seemed too fast for the eye to catch, but beneath this slash, the sword's shape abruptly became visible. Both sword and arm were given a downward velocity.
Like a powerful arrow striking a steel shield, the girl's fierce offensive instantly skewed and wavered,