Sensing the danger, the Divine Son lashed out with both sabers, unleashing a cascade of blood-red Sword Gang.
But You Sicheng had already made his move.
He didn't try to block the Sword Gang. Instead, his body flickered, and he reappeared at the Divine Son's rear flank—a blind spot, and the most difficult angle from which to reverse his Sword Momentum.
The Divine Son's reaction was incredibly fast. He swept back with his left saber.
But You Sicheng neither dodged nor evaded, thrusting out with the dagger in his left hand to meet the opponent's blade head-on.
CLANG!
The blades clashed. The flesh between You Sicheng's thumb and index finger split open, and the dagger flew from his grasp. But that single moment of paralysis was precisely what he'd been aiming for.
Hong Nianyi's saber arrived.
There was nothing fancy about this strike—it was the simplest, most direct downward slash.
