Nie Shuang ignored the noisy crowd, his eyes locked on Wen Qingye.
Wen Qingye shook his arm, completely unfazed by Nie Shuang's ferocity. His sword shot toward Nie Shuang, the sharp Sword Body emanating a piercing aura as it thrust forward.
Nie Shuang tensed his entire body. Seeing Wen Qingye's sword thrust forward, he blocked it with the body of his long saber, directly parrying the incoming tip.
SHIING!
A sharp sound rang out. Nie Shuang's arm felt as if it were on fire, and his entire long saber trembled violently. If not for his immense willpower, he would have dropped it.
Nie Shuang stumbled back three or four steps, and Wen Qingye's advance also came to a halt.
"Asura Swordsmanship—Unrivaled Technique!"
In the span of a few breaths, a sky-blotting torrent of saber shadows materialized before Nie Shuang. With a flick of his arm, he swung his long saber heavily, and the countless afterimages surged forward like a bursting flood, blasting toward Wen Qingye.
