When Brother Sun let out the word "guilt," Master Liuu's foot tapped the ground, and he had already leaped more than ten feet away.
Quick, his sword skill was fast, his movements even faster.
In the world of martial arts, speed is unrivaled.
The sword wind swept up, causing the fallen leaves on the stage to whirl and fly.
Sun Yixie remained where he stood, seemingly unable to react just as when he was struck last time.
However…
This time, he surprisingly had a reaction.
