With Mo Xie standing in front of him, Xuan Yuan already has tears flowing from his eyes as grief pained his expression.
"Master, I'll start!" He roared as he infused all of his sword energy in his sword: "KILLLLL!"
His master wishes to fight him with his full strength, and the first thing that he wishes to do is kill the Mo Xie as painless as he could!
"Point of the sword!" His ultimate skill that he had practiced day in and day out, unleashing terrifying piercing energy as it headed towards Mo Xie.
But the latter merely smile: "A good skill, worthy of being a grade just above trash."
Mo Xie moved slightly to the left, his waved his stick up and then.
Pak!
Hitting right above the swordl But that wasn't the end of it, like a ball, it bounced to Xuan Yuan's face!
PAK! This time, the sound rung crispier than when he struck the sword!
