"You yourself come."
Leng Tianfeng immediately understood the meaning behind Alkaid's words.
The next moment...
He burst into laughter.
"Su Alkaid, right? I'll call you Su Alkaid then..."
He watched as Alkaid drew his sword, amused by his actions, "Very well, you've successfully caught my attention, now..."
"Whoosh!"
The sword light broke through the air.
Like a whip tearing through the void, carrying a chill that pierced straight to the heart, it appeared instantly in front of Leng Tianfeng.
The next second...
Leng Tianfeng acted like lightning, his right hand clad in a glove made of some special material, grabbing Alkaid's sword with extreme precision as it flashed towards him.
Indescribably precise.
Leng Tianfeng's move to grab Alkaid's thrusting sword showcased ineffable precision and the use of vigor.
