"Please," Xu Wuyi said, holding his spear in one hand with the tip angled toward the ground.
He had no intention of striking first.
Song Xingxian took a deep breath, and the Qi and Blood throughout his body surged.
A faint blue, star-like glow emerged from his body, seeming to resonate with the longsword in his hand—this was a phenomenon that occurred when one cultivated the Song Family's Galaxy Sword Manual to a certain level.
"Starfall!"
He let out a low cry and charged forward. His longsword left its sheath completely, its gleam like a meteor crashing to earth as it thrust toward Xu Wuyi's heart with unstoppable momentum.
This sword strike was fast, precise, and ruthless, its Sword Momentum infused with the Mental Realm of 'Star Fall.' Before the sword even arrived, a heavy, oppressive feeling had already enveloped the arena.
In the spectator seats, many knowledgeable audience members held their breath.
"Song Xingxian's Galaxy Sword Manual has improved again!"
