"..."
Only when Li Yi's booming laughter rang out was the silence in the Ancient Vine Forest broken again.
"Hahahahaha..."
The black-robed youth on the distant hill threw back his head and laughed.
"Junior brother!" Li Yi's voice rang like a great bell, fighting spirit blazing in his eyes.
"Your swordsmanship is truly fierce. You deserve to be called a dazzling, extraordinary talent."
He grinned. "Though I can hardly wait to fight you, taking advantage of someone in a vulnerable moment is no act of a true man."
"You and I..."
He swept his great halberd out, pointing at Song Yan from afar. "We'll settle who's stronger on the Sword-Discussion Platform!"
Song Yan paused in surprise. He had thought the other man would attack very soon.
After all, he had a hundred and sixteen spirit marks on him.
Judging by the current rankings alone, whoever took his spirit marks might finish the Sword Trial's selection stage in first place.
He had not expected this man to care so much about the code of honor.
Yet, scarcely had Li Yi finished speaking when the restrictions around the Deer-Chasing Plain officially began pressing inward.
This selection had officially entered its final moments as well.
At the same time, several gleams of spiritual light suddenly lit up around the Ancient Vine Forest.
The cultivators who had been lying in wait for so long were not merely here to watch the spectacle.
At least seven or eight people sprang into action at once, rushing in from every direction.
This was precisely the opportunity they had been waiting for.
Song Yan had just fought a great battle with Kong You. He must have expended a tremendous amount of strength.
Though waiting longer would be safer, no one dared underestimate his own abilities. If he recovered