Xiang Chun's fiercely thrusting daggers seemed to plunge into a quagmire, completely failing to cause even the slightest ripple.
"Heh." Bai Ziqing let out a soft snort from his nose.
WHOOSH!
The daggers in Xiang Chun's hands were involuntarily drawn to the longsword in his grasp. She couldn't react in time at all.
SWISH!
Bai Ziqing slowly flicked his sword downward. Xiang Chun's entire body suddenly trembled as the pair of daggers slipped from her grip.
"Can't even withstand a single blow." Bai Ziqing glanced carelessly at Xiang Chun, who was standing frozen in place. A disdainful smile appeared on his face. "I don't even need to deploy my 'Domain'. Just using my 'Intent' is enough to reduce you to this state..."
After speaking, he slightly twisted his wrist. The daggers attached to his longsword shot out like arrows leaving the bowstring, stabbing toward the large tree in the courtyard.
THUD!
