"A sudden enlightenment?" Li Yuan couldn't help but smile, as he had already felt Tian Dazhuang's sword technique was undergoing a rapid transformation.
Subconsciously.
Li Yuan's long spear moved even faster, spear shadows intertwined, completely suppressing Tian Dazhuang.
The build-up of the Twelve Continuous Strikes had already reached its apex, but Li Yuan controlled the spear momentum to switch and did not fully release it, instead applying full pressure on Tian Dazhuang, trying to give him even greater stress.
Finally.
Li Yuan felt Tian Dazhuang's sword technique gradually becoming stable; it was clear the breakthrough was nearing its end.
Tian Dazhuang's eyes also became brighter, fixed on Li Yuan, as if seeing the hope of victory.
"Haha."
"Be careful, Dazhuang," Li Yuan suddenly laughed, spear shadows bursting forth like rollicking waves.
Like a breached dam.
