The two went back and forth, putting on a lively show. But it was purely for show; compared to the previous fights, the standard had dropped far too much.
It wasn't that they weren't outstanding, but the Sect Leaders hadn't come to watch this kind of spectacle. The spectating Cultivators, however, were very enthusiastic. A fight like this was more entertaining and a welcome relief from the suffocatingly oppressive battles that came before.
Zhang Xiaopang's antics were especially comical, as he muttered under his breath while fighting. It truly left Shen Zhenhai exasperated, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He had seen plenty of experts before, but it was rare to find one with this level of strength who still acted like a petty hoodlum.
Shen Zhenhai was in no hurry. He maintained steady control of his Sword Array, waiting for Zhang Xiaojiang to attack. He knew the fatty wasn't very patient.
