Xu Wuyi nodded and strode toward the arena.
Across from him, Meng Jingyuan rose to his feet as well.
He unwrapped the cloth covering on his back, revealing a broad, heavy long saber.
The blade was nearly 1.2 meters long, with a thick spine and an edge that carried an eerie blue glint. Faint patterns of lightning seemed to course across its surface.
The legendary blade of the Thunder Blade Sect—the Thunder Shocking Saber.
The two of them took their positions in the center of the arena.
Meng Jingyuan looked at Xu Wuyi and spoke slowly, "I watched your fight with Bai Li."
"I watched yours as well," Xu Wuyi replied calmly.
Meng Jingyuan smiled. "Then let's dispense with the pleasantries."
He tightened his grip on the hilt, and the aura around him began to intensify.
Pale blue arcs of lightning materialized across his body, CRACKLING audibly as the air filled with a scorched scent.
With a flick of his long spear, dark gold flames erupted from Xu Wuyi's spear tip.
