Ling Fei's successive strikes broke through Zhao Chen's Wind Wave Three Swords.
This stunned not only the geniuses watching from afar but also Zhao Chen himself, whose eyes filled with apprehension.
It was easy to imagine just how powerful this young man would become if he were allowed to cultivate for another year.
'By then, will I still be able to compete with him?'
'But as for who is stronger right now, that's not yet decided.' Zhao Chen quickly cast aside his shock. His gaze hardened as he stared intently at the advancing Ling Fei. At the same time, he began to gather his power, his aura climbing bit by bit.
Clearly, he intended to go all out and settle the match.
Wind Wave Sword, the ultimate technique…
Raging winds and colossal waves! Sword Qi like pythons, cresting waves like dragons!
Writhing Dragon's Fury!
