The dueling arena, which was fiercely ravaged by the wind just moments ago, fell into an extreme silence as the bald-headed opponent collapsed, appearing incredibly tranquil.
"Thump--"
"Thump--"
The sound of Xu Ran's heart pounding wildly seemed unusually loud in this quiet setting!
"Whew!"
Looking at the bald head that had been split in two, Xu Ran let out a long breath, grasping the Silver Light Iron Sword in his right hand and wiping the sweat from his forehead with his left hand.
"It's finally over!"
It was very clear.
The bald head had already ended up like this, and moreover, the root of all the chaos—the Blood-Red Iron Sword—had already turned to sand, slipping from the bald head's hand.
This signified that Xu Ran's swordsmanship trial had been successfully completed!
Sure enough.
Thump---
A sudden and intense tremor rose upon the dueling arena.
[Swordsmanship trial completed!]
