The two fiercely battled, without any intention to kill, but neither showed any mercy.
They clashed in ten thousand moves, yet there was no clear winner.
Not only was Ling Daozi astonished, but Qin Hao was also immensely surprised.
He naturally hadn't forgotten that when they first met, he was confident he could defeat Ling Daozi.
But now, Qin Hao couldn't even suppress his opponent; both of them gave their all, and fighting to this point was already their limit.
At the fifteenth thousandth move, both of them stopped simultaneously.
Their battle intent was sky-high, and their blood was boiling.
Having fought to this stage, there was no need to continue.
Otherwise, it would come down to life and death.
The two were friends; this was just a spar, not a battle to the death.
So, fighting to this point was already enough.
"You really surprised me."
Ling Daozi sighed, looking at Qin Hao with a complex expression.
