Gu Duxing felt as though his sword was stuck. However, all of a sudden, Chu Yang's force began to weaken and wain. It then flew forward, stopping right in front of Chu Yang's nose. This force displaced the wind at an extremely high speed which resulted in Chu Yang's hair flying fiercely in the wind.
Gu Duxing was slightly annoyed. If his control was just a slight bit off, something terrible would probably have happened. Who would have even dared to enter such a meditative state in the middle of a match?
Nevertheless, Chu Yang had entered the meditative state and Gu Duxing had no choice but to hastily change his role from that of an attacker to a supporter. There was an individual dressed in blue perched on a tree quite a distance away that saw this and his face turned red with anger.
