Although the onlookers were already at a considerable distance, they could still feel the terror of the two Sword Intents. Even the energy radiating from their incessant collisions was almost more than they could bear.
"It seems I should start taking this seriously. You're stronger than I imagined," Heavenly Slaughter Sword said, his eyes glinting with excitement and arrogance. "But this is good. Defeating you otherwise wouldn't feel like much of an achievement."
"Heh, as expected of the number one from the True Martial White Tower, you certainly are arrogant. Unfortunately, you talk too much," Yang Qi said, shaking his head. "I've said it before: strength isn't declared with words; it's proven through battle. If this is all you have, then this fight should be over!"
"Is this all I have?" Heavenly Slaughter Sword laughed. "You have no idea how terrifying the Sword of Death truly is!"
