Time passed, time passed...
It felt like a century, yet also like the blink of an eye, as if Heaven and Earth had changed its appearance.
In Jianghu, anyone with eyes wished to see how beautiful Ye Bodhi was and how merciless the sword was; anyone with ears had heard about how formidable Heaven-Defying's swordsmanship was! No one doubted that their swords could split a fine hair from its root, the two of them were gods of swords, swords of gods.
Because they were gods among swordsmen, the inevitable contest to become Jianghu's fastest swordsman was unavoidable.
Jiangnan.
In the misty drizzles of Jiangnan.
Two painted boats were slowly approaching each other, the riverbanks crowded with famous figures of Jianghu, all eager to see whose sword was faster, and of course, to catch a glimpse of Ye Bodhi's unparalleled beauty.
"Is this battle truly unavoidable?" Heaven-Defying stood with his sword, eyes slightly closed.
