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"First Sword, I yield."
Meng Yu took a steady step backward, allowing everyone to see Huang Tianxiang more clearly—half of his face was slashed open, covered in fresh blood, including the teeth that had fallen to the ground.
Meng Yu could have killed him with one sword stroke.
"Wipe your face. The second sword, I'll aim for your right cheek."
Meng Yu said calmly.
In many people's eyes, Huang Tianxiang was a genius of swordsmanship, but that was in the context of the Western Desolation Five Directions Tower. Meng Yu was the number one genius of the whole Immortal Sect!
Through the college entrance competition, the fights in snowstorms, various pursuits, and endless bloodshed, he emerged as a true genius of swordsmanship—a genius who fought desperately.
"Very well, very well."
Huang Tianxiang spat out two teeth, swallowed an alchemical elixir, and then looked askance at Meng Yu.
"Right cheek?"
"Mm."
"My Ice-Sealed World is known for its excellent defense..."
