Li Feng sheathed his saber, his breathing steady, as if he had just done something trivial.
The smile on Elder Mo Hai of Tingyu Building finally vanished, and his brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
He glanced at a female disciple beside him. She was dressed in an aqua-colored martial uniform and had a cold, beautiful face. He said in a low voice,
"Wang Yun, you go and test his saber."
Wang Yun nodded. Her weapons were a pair of Water-Splitting Needles. With an agile movement, she leaped onto the arena stage.
"The match begins."
Wang Yun did not clash head-on with Li Feng. Instead, she relied on her exquisite Body Technique and the dexterity of her Water-Splitting Needles, trying to fight evasively and find an opening in Li Feng's Saber Technique.
Her strength was clearly greater than Cao Jun's. Her Water-Splitting Needle techniques were cunning and ruthless, aimed exclusively at joints and vital points.
