"Chu Fengmian's Sword Dao is actually enough to contend with the Sword-Slaying Immortal?"
"And he's even gaining the upper hand? How is that possible?"
"Could I have seen it wrong?"
Voices of astonishment echoed as they watched the scene before them.
Their duel, on the first strike, Chu Fengmian gained the upper hand.
Chu Fengmian stood motionless, while the Sword-Slaying Immortal was blasted several miles away.
Though the Sword-Slaying Immortal seemed embarrassed, he wasn't injured; it was just that his face turned somewhat grim.
He had just boasted that he would kill Chu Fengmian with one strike, yet in the very first exchange, he was the one who got knocked away.
This was a slap in the face.
Feeling the respectful gazes of martial artists from the stands burning on his face made him blush with embarrassment.
Even the supreme elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect stood up directly, their eyes flickering with immense dread.
