Li Chenglong had controlled the rhythm from beginning to end, from words to combat to their exchanges...
Even now, this fellow still had not used his full strength, while his opponent was already going all out, unleashing everything he had.
Li Chenglong's most difficult stretch... should actually have been the very beginning. Having never fought against the Dao Alliance's style of swordsmanship, he had suddenly encountered its most exquisite, highest-level sword technique. Handling it had been no small struggle.
But even during that difficult stretch, Li Chenglong had steadied himself, maintaining his tactic of using defense as offense and waiting behind his guard for an opening. By now, he had adapted completely.
Although his opponent's offensive looked as fierce as ever, unyielding force could not last. The first drumbeat roused the spirit, the second weakened it, and the third exhausted it. His opponent's offensive had already passed that first surge and was now in its waning second stage. Once it reached the exhausted third stage, Li Chenglong's chance to launch a sweeping counterattack would arrive!
Wen Xingtian stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face.
This was barely the beginning!
Throughout this period, Li Chenglong had been under extreme pressure. Whether he was fighting Wen Xingtian or Zuo Xiaoduo, he had always been suppressed, squeezed to his limits in grueling combat!
And Li Chenglong could hold out for at least ten minutes in that kind of grueling battle, whereas his opponent could never sustain such a fierce offensive for that long.
Right now...
This fellow was merely setting someone up (quietly awaiting his chance).
Sure enough, as the battle continued and his prolonged offensive failed to break through, Bu Yunxiao gradually grew impatient. With a sudden shout, he and his sword became a whirlwind.
It swept