Two shadows intertwined at breakneck speed, and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged several dozen moves.
At first, Long Zaitian was holding back, using only seventy percent strength, then eighty, ninety, until he finally went all out without any reservation.
Under the onslaught of attacks reminiscent of a tempest, Ye Xiong nearly lost several times, but his miraculous footwork turned peril into safety, and then he gripped his dagger to launch a new round of assault.
The more Long Zaitian fought, the more alarmed he became, and upon taking a closer look at the footsteps, he had an epiphany.
"So you've learned the Nine Palaces Mystic Step, enough of this. Even if I defeat you, it would cost me quite an effort," he said.
With that, Long Zaitian leaped out of the fight.
