"Why is this not possible?"
Long Chen pulled out the Dragon God Sword, trailing a string of blood.
Bang.
The Sword Master knelt on the ground, his eyes still filled with confusion and unwillingness.
He couldn't understand why he had lost to Li Xiu.
He didn't understand why after a hundred years of cultivation, he wasn't as good as Li Xiu.
Overwhelmed by unwillingness, rage boiled up in his heart. He vomited blood again, and his life force started fading rapidly.
"Do you know why you lost?"
Long Chen asked.
"Why?"
The Sword Master's voice was deep.
He was struggling hard not to completely fall down.
Long Chen calmly said, "Actually, the gap in our combat strength isn't that wide. You're much older, yet you couldn't stabilize your mindset. That's a crucial reason you lost this duel. Of course, in the end, it's also because I am strong enough to shatter your composure. I won fair and square, no problems there, right?"
