Clank clank clank.
Lu Yan intended to provoke a fight, to wipe away his past humiliation. On the other hand, Zuo Feiyang was driven by a surge of rage. Right after they started, the situation heated up tremendously.
Streams of sword light intersected, and amidst the intense sparks, both figures were soon enveloped.
"Wind Sword!"
With a twist of the wrist, Zuo Feiyang thrust his long sword at an unprecedented speed. In the end, people could no longer see how many swords he had wielded.
In comparison, Lu Yan's movements were much slower, even slower, in fact, than Ba Renxiong's from the other day.
However, his swordsmanship was quite solid. With one slash, it was like the sun setting, and incredibly enough, it limited Zuo Feiyang's sword speed.
The clash between the two inadvertently affected the Piaoxu Building and everyone else.
Fortunately, the Piaoxu Building was spacious enough and everyone managed to dodge in time, so no one was injured.
