"Am I qualified now?"
Shi Xiaole asked indifferently, looking at the Qingyuan Sword Emperor, whose face was as gloomy as still water.
Those words sounded more like sarcasm, making the Qingyuan Sword Emperor's sword momentum tremble a few times. No one could understand his feelings.
Just half a year ago, he could easily deal with Shi Xiaole using only half of his power, yet now, despite giving his all, he was the one injured by the latter.
Among the Martial Emperors of the Void Origin Realm, unless one encounters a fortuitous opportunity, even a slight gap could require ten, twenty years, or even longer to bridge.
The Qingyuan Sword Emperor simply could not comprehend Shi Xiaole's rate of progress. Could their talents really be that far apart?
No, I was just too careless before. I cannot be defeated. That ultimate fate must be mine!
With raging fury igniting in his heart, the Qingyuan Sword Emperor took step by step towards Shi Xiaole.
