Qian Daoliu's brows knitted tightly. He had a bad feeling, and as the Angel Holy Sword in his hand came slashing down, that feeling grew stronger and stronger.
With a sharp whoosh through the air, Ning Bei's body was cut in two by his sword, and Qian Renxue below abruptly covered her red lips and cried out in shock.
But after only a few seconds, the shattered ice in midair gathered once more into Ning Bei's figure, and he stared at Qian Daoliu before him with a wicked grin.
"Grandpa Qian's move isn't bad. I'll be taking it."
"Hmph. You ignorant brat, spouting nonsense. Again."
A smaller version of the Angel Holy Sword appeared in Qian Daoliu's hand, and with a flap of his wings, he shot rapidly toward Ning Bei. Ning Bei showed no intention of retreating at all, condensing an Ice Sword in his hand before meeting the incoming Qian Daoliu head-on.
"If it's swordsmanship, I've studied that for quite a long time too."
Before obtaining his Second Martial Soul, Ning Bei had studied the Seven Kill Sword Technique with Chen Xin for quite some time. Though he could not compare to Chen Xin, facing off against Qian Daoliu for a short while was still something he could manage.
The two figures began flashing back and forth through the air. The worshippers below could only see scattered afterimages and hear the crisp ringing of blades colliding.
"That kid really is a monster. He can actually keep up with Big Brother's speed."
"Right? Isn't he supposed to be a Control System Soul Master?"
Thinking back to the scene in the Ice God Hall where the other side had defeated the six of them together, the few of them could not help secretly wondering what type of Soul Master this