To unsheathe the sword is to deliver a lethal strike.
What a fast sword.
What a cold sword.
This strike surpasses the speed of sound, surpasses the light, and arrives in an instant.
Puchi~
As everyone was stunned, a light sound was heard, and a bloodstain appeared on Qin Yuan's throat. The dazzling figure of Ye Qingcheng halted after withdrawing her sword, and her opponent, with an incredulous expression, fell down, unable to believe everything even upon death.
He was slain with a single strike to the throat.
Silence!
At this moment, the void was utterly silent, only the sound of heartbeats could be heard. Everyone stared dumbfounded at the unrivaled and peerless figure on the Martial Arts Demonstration Stage.
A fight to the death.
A single strike to the throat.
