Lin Fang was suddenly startled and hastily retreated as the Sword Qi swept past him, cutting a large tree into two halves.
Looking at the tree that had been split open, Lin Fang felt his own arm, reckoning that if that strike had hit him, he would have been injured by now.
"What on earth are you trying to do?" Lin Fang asked somewhat angrily.
"Pick up your sword and fight me properly," White Ape said coldly.
"Why should I!"
However, White Ape paid no attention to Lin Fang's words, rushing forward with his Treasured Sword. Lin Fang had no choice but to strike back with his sword. The swords of both clang continuously in the air, their crisp sounds echoing through the woods.
During the exchange, Lin Fang soon realized that the White Ape's swordsmanship was indeed exquisite but his Mana was rather weak and his physique clearly lacked any training.
