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Lin Bai walked to the middle of the Daoist Arena and stood opposite Chang Minghui.
Chang Minghui, with a smug look on his face, looked at Lin Bai with scorn, "Trash, are you ready?"
Lin Bai replied with a light smile, "To deal with you, why would I need to prepare? Come on."
"Heh, such arrogance. One strike from me will put you into shock!"
A sneer appeared on Chang Minghui's face as he took out a longsword from his Storage Bag. In an instant, his Sword Intention soared, and a Third-order Sword Intent immediately filled the arena, whipping up a gale that fluttered the corners of Chang Minghui's clothes.
In the midst of the gale, Chang Minghui appeared like an unparalleled Sword Venerable, mighty and extraordinary!
Lin Bai smiled faintly, "A good display, but I wonder about the strength behind it."
True to Lin Bai's words, as soon as Chang Minghui made his move, he revealed his powerful strength, drawing exclamations from the crowd!
