"Playing dirty with a sneak attack? I'm your worst nightmare!"
Seeing the Soldier King's blade chopping down, Basil Jaak let out a cold laugh, with a flick of his broken iron sword in hand, he rapidly condensed his True Qi and went all out to block!
Whoosh!
Sword and knife collided, sparks flying everywhere!
Crack!
Friction of True Qi in the air made both men quickly retreat—this move had surprisingly resulted in a draw!
"You're good, kid. I haven't seen anyone your age in the Bamboo Sect with such cultivation. Heh heh, this is good. The higher your cultivation, the better price your head will fetch."
The Soldier King sneered at Basil Jaak and then pulled back his broad knife; in an instant, he became a True Qi whirlwind, spinning to appear right in front of Basil Jaak, then slapping towards Basil Jaak's forehead: "Gale Palm!"
"Darn it, you can't beat me with a weapon, and you're even less of a match without one!"
