Swoosh!!
Like a meteor streaking across the night sky, the sword light locked onto Amiri Holland, whistling towards him, getting closer and closer...
One hundred meters.
Fifty meters.
Twenty meters.
...
When the three-foot-long sword was only inches away from Amiri Holland, it abruptly stopped in a manner that completely ignored inertia and transcended reality, hovering in the void, emitting waves of cold and sharp sword qi.
"Hmm?"
Feeling the cold sword qi hitting his face, Amiri Holland, becoming aware, couldn't help but open his eyes.
Then he realized:
Wyatt Barnes' three-foot-long sword was floating before his forehead, just inches away!
Just a little more forward, and it would be enough to easily kill him!
"He... didn't kill me?"
At this thought, barely containing the joy of escaping death, Amiri Holland immediately looked at Wyatt Barnes, eyes filled with a mix of surprise and doubt.
Of course, behind that doubtful gaze, there was even more fear!
