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Chen Feng saw Chen Yulong's sword strike coming and, without panic, reached out with a pat that altered the direction of Chen Yulong's attack.
Chen Yulong grunted, feeling the force of Chen Feng's light slap as heavy as a mountain.
"My dear brother, you really have improved quite a bit," Chen Feng said.
Chen Yulong's eyes were razor-sharp.
"Not bad, not bad, I'm a bit stronger than you, but rest assured, I definitely won't kill you," Chen Feng said with a smile.
"But I will kill you. You better pray you don't lose to me."
Chen Yulong sneered, then launched his attack again.
His Sword Dao technique, inherited from Li Changfeng, was something Chen Feng had already experienced.
However, to Chen Feng's astonishment, Chen Yulong's swordsmanship proved to be much more exquisite than Li Changfeng's, surpassing the original.
Yet, Chen Feng also felt that in terms of combat strength, Chen Yulong was not as strong as Li Changfeng.
