Heqiao Mountain was well aware that a Sword Cultivator's offensive power was at the Peak of Perfection, so the moment he stepped onto the Magic Battle Platform, he activated his Defensive Spiritual Artifact.
His Magical Artifact was a palm-sized Iron Bell. Once activated, it transformed into a bell-shaped Spiritual Light that enveloped his entire body.
Once the Spiritual Light was protecting him, Heqiao Mountain immediately relaxed. 'This Yang Jing is a real fool. He didn't seize the chance to attack the instant I got on the platform, giving me time to activate my Magical Artifact at my leisure.'
He was just thinking of taunting Yang Jing when he saw his opponent simply holding his sword, calmly watching him get ready as if he were observing a monkey show.
A vein throbbed on Heqiao Mountain's forehead. He hadn't expected Yang Jing to be so condescendingly arrogant.
