On the other side.
Shen Ye opened the door to Venue No. 9 and saw Xiao Mengyu practicing her sword moves.
Each swing of her long sword erupted with a violent buzzing sound that shook the entire corridor.
"Close the door."
Xiao Mengyu commanded without turning her head.
Shen Ye immediately closed the door.
Indeed, the sound of the sword was too terrifying, it might affect the cultivation of others.
Suddenly.
Xiao Mengyu turned back and swept her sword horizontally.
The intense sword wind passed through the hall, grazing Shen Ye's sleeve.
If that strike had truly been aimed at him—
He would probably be dead by now.
Shen Ye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Looking at Xiao Mengyu again, she had already moved two steps forward, swinging her long sword toward the other side.
