The following voice was that of two young men on the stage.
Both made the same movements, drawing their swords and stepping forward!
However, the sounds of their swords being unsheathed were distinctly different.
Anyone with keen ears and sharp eyes could tell that Chu Xisheng's sword-drawing was two strokes faster than Bai Guangda's.
Zhuang Zhengde's pupils constricted, his thick eyebrows raising.
As he watched the flashing white light before him, only one thought filled his mind.
——Chu Shaohua's sword is so fast!
That sword speed, even among Seventh Rank, he would be one of the very top!
At the same time, he released the hilt of his own sword.
Zhuang Zhengde also noticed that Chu Xisheng's arm was as steady as a rock, incredibly precise.
Today's battle no longer required his involvement.
Bai Guangda, on the other hand, panicked. Hearing Chu Xisheng's sword unsheathing, he realized things had taken a turn for the worse.
