The fine blue sword blades approached at high speed, perhaps because they were spread out, their propulsion was insufficient, and their speed wasn't fast, merely close to the speed of sound.
With Li Chengyi's visual reflexes, he could clearly see them coming.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, he raised his hand.
Crack!
A green electric arc, visible only to him, burst forth and instantly hit the mass of sharp blades in mid-air.
The electric arc exploded, enveloping all the blades.
Then, with the sound of raindrops pitter-pattering, these blades scattered on the ground, all turned to scrap metal, falling in the bush before Li Chengyi.
"!!??"
"... What... what's going on!?" Chen Tingyun hovered in mid-air, his eyes suddenly widening.
"Is it some kind of one-time special bomb? Such precise timing!" His expression became serious.
Clearly, this opponent had come prepared, not just haphazardly agreeing to a duel.
Everyone has their trump cards.
