Two sword forces, one strong and the other weak, are at play. It didn't take long before Shi Xiaole's swordplay thoroughly suppressed Shen Wumei's, confining it within a radius of three feet, unable to advance a single inch.
Although they were both nearing the Heavenly Sword Realm, Shi Xiaole was on the brink of entering, while Shen Wumei had at best only set one foot in. In a head-to-head clash, the difference between them immediately appeared.
This unexpected reversal was like a thunderclap overhead that turned many heads, causing many to lose their bearings.
The angriest of all was Shen Wumei.
His prideful heart was now accompanied by flushed and purpled face. He had wanted to teach Shi Xiaole a lesson, but now, he was the one being suppressed. This face-slapping humiliation in front of everyone was even more unbearable than death.
"I'd like to see how much you really weigh."
