The youth with the sword on his back walked with an air of serenity.
...
Upon hearing Chu Liang's light-hearted and arrogant remarks, his temples stirred, and his eyes emitted a ferocious gleam.
Shi—
The long knife flashed out of its sheath, scattering a cascade of starlight.
With a swish, Chu Liang once again employed the Shrinkage technique, narrowly avoiding the sudden slash. The blade's chilling light was intimidating. If it had landed, even his physical body would not have withstood it.
"Remember the one who eliminated you, Shu Mountain Sect, is named Hu Sanlang!" The youth with the sword on his back roared in rage, swinging his blade again. The blade light surged like a towering wave, crashing down towards Chu Liang.
What a fierce blade.
Seeing this, Chu Liang couldn't help but feel a jolt of shock. It wasn't surprising that Hu Sanlang always had a devil-may-care attitude; he really had something up his sleeve.