"Kid, I am going to make you regret it."
Xiahou Liang had boasted so confidently earlier, only to be beaten back a hundred steps in the blink of an eye. His face darkened, his embarrassment fueling his rage.
However, he also knew that the opponent in front of him was not simple, so he focused all his attention and prepared to go all out. Whatever happens, he could not lose to a country bumpkin from Qingxue State.
His right hand grasped the hilt of the sword, and Xiahou Liang moved his feet together, circling around Shi Xiaole, advancing and retreating unpredictably, trying to find his flaws.
However, after some time, Xiahou Liang was horrified to discover that Shi Xiaole, who was just standing casually in his line of sight, had no weaknesses at all!
Or rather, with his level of skill, he could not find the other's flaws.
"No flaws? Well, let me create one for you."
