"Hmph! Do you think you can escape?" The knight from the Jiang family sneered coldly, swinging his weapon once more and releasing a sharp burst of Sword Qi.
Gu Sheng's figure flickered as he deftly evaded the strike, but his anxiety grew increasingly intense. He knew this wasn't a sustainable solution—he had to find a way to shake off his relentless opponent.
"Gale Nine Swords!" Gu Sheng shouted in a low voice. His figure darted like the wind through the forest, and the Mystical Sky Sword in his hand transformed into nine beams of sword light, slashing toward the knight from the Jiang family. This was one of his ultimate techniques, its might boundless, the surging Sword Qi seemingly capable of tearing apart all obstacles.
The knight from the Jiang family was no ordinary foe. His figure flickered as he dodged Gu Sheng's attack and countered with a swift slash toward him. Alarmed, Gu Sheng hastily evaded, but a streak of Sword Qi grazed his arm, leaving it bleeding profusely.
