The white-clad gentleman saw Jian Wushuang approaching with his sword and was taken aback. He kindly advised, "Second boss, if you use a weapon, my dark-faced brother here wields a giant battle-axe. I think we should just spar lightly; there's no need to be so serious!"
"As a guest, how can I be negligent? Since you're not satisfied, I'll accompany this brother for a proper match!" Jian Wushuang replied, drawing his sword directly.
The dark-faced man also took out a pair of terrifying battle-axes from his back.
With his strong arms, he swung the massive axes with ease, though his technique was lacking.
Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship was based on the unparalleled technique he mastered as a mortal.
This sword technique was flawless, leaving no openings.
The axes couldn't even touch him.
The sword light flashed, forcing the crowd to retreat repeatedly, and even the white-clad gentleman frowned deeply.
