Beneath the moon, Su Chen's strongest technique, the Star-Burying Sword, had yet to be unleashed, but he was already on equal footing with the Grandmaster.
If this continued...
Tonight,
a Grandmaster would fall.
"Stand down,"
Su Chen advised.
"I... have not yet been defeated!"
Elder Yun roared.
In an instant,
the wind came, and the snow arrived.
The power of his wind and snow grew frantic. From his body, a Wind Snow Dragon roared forth.
This was a True Intent Stance—the dragon of a Grandmaster.
In response,
Su Chen's eyes remained unchanged. He merely whispered,
"Sword Comes!"
At that moment, outside the city on Cyan Mountain, amidst a hibiscus tree and a forest of peach blossoms, a longsword buried in the earth let out a clear cry. It burst from its Sword Box, tore across the sky, and traveled three hundred li in the blink of an eye to arrive.
