Fleeting Shadows
Song Changsheng immediately sidestepped, causing the white-robed man's lunge to hit nothing but air.
When it came to Body Techniques, his Fleeting Shadows was nothing to scoff at!
"Hah!"
With a sharp cry, the Celestial Measuring Ruler in Song Changsheng's hand burst forth with a myriad of light beams, smashing down toward the white-robed man.
"CLANG!"
A sword light flashed, and the Celestial Measuring Ruler was knocked flying back. The white-robed man's figure flickered and vanished once more.
His opponent's Body Technique was so exquisite that even with his Divine Sense fully extended, Song Changsheng couldn't track him. It was as if the man had merged with the world itself, capable of reappearing from any direction at any moment.
But Song Changsheng wasn't one to just wait for death. He sneered, "Hmph, enough with the hide-and-seek. Let me show you something interesting!"
