By now, Shi Xiaole's Draw Sword Skill had achieved mastery to a transcendent level. Combined with his internal power, most practitioners of the ninth level of Qi Absorption could hardly resist, and this was when he was still holding back. Otherwise, Yang Anping would have suffered more than just being thrown across the ring.
He didn't consider it anything special, but the result brought a moment of silence to the scene, so quiet that the sounds of many heavy breaths could be heard.
"Really?"
"Did I see wrong, just one stroke?"
The talents under the No. 6 platform were stunned. It took them a while to regain their composure and let out astonished sighs.
They should have realized that Shi Xiaole carrying a sword was not just because he excelled at 'Illusions.' Now it seemed that 'Illusions' were just a minor trick on his part.
