Jianghai Martial Arts Academy, below the Martial Arts Arena.
Colorful flags fluttered over the spectator stands. The temporary seating, rising like high walls, was packed to capacity with an audience craning their necks in eager anticipation.
They roared as one, the sound of their chatter swelling like thunder as wave after wave of cheers washed over the arena!
CLANG!
On the Martial Arts Arena, two distinct figures in black and white blurred together. The cold glint of their blades flashed like lightning as a powerful gust of air erupted, accompanied by the ear-piercing shriek of metal on metal!
Li Zixuan and Huyan Sword, swords in hand, pitted their Sword Intents against one another.
Blades collided.
It was like a symphony of chimes.
In a flash, they exchanged a dozen blows, their footwork a blur. They were perfectly matched.
The next moment, they broke apart and stood facing each other on the Martial Arts Arena.
