Draw your sword? Xiao Tianci tried hard to lift the longsword he cherished as his life. Before his eyes flashed the formidable presence Lu Qian displayed during the fight. This Ruyi that acted according to his will, his most important partner, at this moment felt as heavy as a thousand junctures, difficult to wield.
"Xiao Tianci, didn't you say you wanted to challenge me? Draw your sword!" Lu Qian's voice grew more and more angry, "What are you afraid of?"
Afraid of what? Xiao Tianci's breathing grew heavy. I am regarded as a genius, a sword cultivator undefeated in a hundred battles, unstoppable, victory assured whenever my sword is drawn. Now, two thousand people are watching me. If I lose, I'll never be able to hold my head up high again, and my Sword Heart will be destroyed.
Knowing I'll lose, how can I draw my sword? Why draw it?
"Xiao Tianci!" Lu Qian bellowed, "Are you drawing your sword to defeat the enemy, or to conquer yourself?"
