In the previous nine matches, Shi Xiaole fully showcased his superior sword skills. What was even terrifying was his keen insight, which ensured every blow he struck landed its target — undoubtedly the epitome of an exquisite sword master.
If at the initial stages, Xiang Mingzhen was 60% sure of defeating Shi Xiaole, now his confidence had reduced to a mere 30%.
Especially at this moment, standing face to face, the profound energy radiating from Shi Xiaole, calm as water yet inscrutable, perturbed Xiang Mingzhen, leaving him unsettled for quite a while.
"Brother Shi, I did not expect that we would compete against each other under such circumstances."
Xiang Mingzhen expressed with deep emotions.
"Neither did I."
Shi Xiaole replied with a smile.
"What do you think, can Senior Brother Xiang win against the surnamed Shi?"
