Their exchange was standard terminology for a sparring challenge.
When one side issued a challenge and the other responded, it meant the sparring match had been accepted.
Once a sparring match was confirmed, unless one side surrendered, neither injuries nor death would be held against the other party. Even the Great Qian Law would not pursue the matter.
By now, quite a few spectators had gathered.
Besides the Alchemists and furnace boys from the Xu Clan Pill Workshop, customers who had come to commission pills also crowded over to watch the excitement.
They were spectators, but they were also witnesses.
Wang Shouye, along with Lei Bowu, Lei Yanyun, Huangfu Qianqian, and the other young men and women who had come with them, all consciously made room so as not to hinder the two of them.
Enough idle chatter.
The moment she entered a sparring state, the slight laziness in Wang Luotong's eyes instantly turned sharp. When she looked at Lei Bowu, she resembled a female leopard that had fixed its gaze upon prey.
Lei Bowu's heart trembled for no reason, and a trace of instinctive fear rose within him.
Unable to control himself, he struck first, stabbing his sword at Wang Luotong.
Though he was a spoiled young master, he was still a disciple of the Celestial Lei Clan. The education and training he had received since childhood were naturally different from those of ordinary people.
This sword strike
was the first move of the Celestial Lei Clan's high-grade sword art—the Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique: Spring Thunder Emerges.
This move was famed for its speed and explosive force, like thunder in spring that came and went without warning, impossible to grasp. His fundamentals were also fairly solid, and he performed the move with convincing form, carrying a hint of lightning-like