SWISH, SWISH, SWISH, SWISH...
Two swords clashed, sparks flying. Liu Ling's sword momentum was broken, and He Qin's figure drifted back over ten meters before she steadied herself.
From the spectator seats, a round of cheering erupted.
"This He Qin is only at the first level of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, yet she could block Liu Ling's Flying Swallow Swordsmanship. How formidable is her Sword Intent?"
Wu Tong, the 'Overturning River Python', watched the two figures engaged in a fierce battle on the stage with a somewhat gloomy expression. He had lost to Liu Ling during the summit in the Six Southern Domains. If He Qin defeated Liu Ling now, it would imply that he, too, was inferior to He Qin.
A cold smile played on Yi Wuxue's lips. "A swordsman who has comprehended Sword Intent is like a sharpened sword. It's not impossible for them to challenge those of higher levels."
