True Fire had scorched the area, and the Flying Sword whistled out.
At that moment, Tang Yan was somewhat surprised, for he hadn't scorched anything himself!
The Flying Sword was strange!
He judged instantly, thinking, how could a Sword Cultivator who had baffled at least two Wu Sect Golden Cores have only this much ability?
He was not disappointed; an easy kill would not fulfill his purpose of self-discipline, and he was looking forward to a battle of equals.
Before the Flying Sword could strike down, he consciously invoked the Yuqing Method of Myself again with purpose; for the Method of Myself could most accurately uncover the secrets of the opponent's Flying Sword, which the Mustard Seed Golden Body as a Power Body couldn't achieve.
The Flying Sword roamed freely within his Dharma Body, its completely different force making him feel a threat.
No predecessors to follow, no successors to come.
