laughing.
Because Feng Zichen was still slashing, and Mo Hua was still dodging.
"That's enough... it's pretty much over... you can slash him dead now..."
"Stop playing.."
"Has Feng Zichen gotten addicted to playing? Just kill him with one slash, stop
playing, don't overdo it..."
But Feng Zichen really wasn't playing.
From the beginning, he was earnestly slashing, but after all this time, not a
single slash had hit.
Now, he sensed something was wrong.
Not only Feng Zichen, but many elders and sharp-eyed cultivators outside also
sensed something was off, their expressions turning somber.
Great Elder Zhang slowly said, "This Mo Hua, it seems his movement technique
is... not that bad?"
Elder Feng was silent.
But faced with the facts, he had to admit, "There's something there..."
But it's just a little.
Even if this kid's movement technique is good, could it be better than the one
who's mastered both Carefree Wind Stepping Technique and Trigram Wind
Wandering Step, Feng Zichen?
In the sword discussion arena, Feng Zichen's gaze grew colder.
He was unlike Mo Hua, a noble-minded "good youth".
The sword discussion valued direct confrontations, to see whose sword was
faster, more precise, and more powerful, without resorting to trickery. Thus, from the beginning, his intent in slashing at Mo Hua was to kill him with
one stroke.
Originally in his plan, this one slash should have been enough to take Mo Hua's
life.
But evidently, he miscalculated, and Mo Hua evaded.
After that, each of his attacks grew slightly faster, targeting Mo Hua's vital
organs, but Mo Hua still evaded.
Each subsequent slash came faster than the last.
But no matter how fast, Mo Hua dodged them all. Feng Zichen understood that this Mo Hua was playing him.