"Heart Sword Seven Techniques, Sword Control Technique!"
He roared, his body spinning like a top to evade the saber's edge.
The longsword in his hand actually flew from his grasp!
WHOOSH!
The longsword transformed into a streak of light, slicing through the air toward Chu Fan, so fast it left a residual image in its wake!
CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG!
Guided by Baili Guanhai's Divine Sense, the longsword moved as nimbly as a swimming dragon, relentlessly assailing Chu Fan from treacherous angles.
Though it was only a single sword, its lightning-fast changes in direction created a continuous blur of sword images.
In the eyes of many, it was as if countless swords were attacking Chu Fan from all directions at once!
In the stands, many spectators who didn't understand the intricacies of the art couldn't help but shake their heads.
"It's over for him. He can't even touch the hem of Baili Guanhai's clothes..."
