This was an incredibly expensive sword.
In all his years of cultivation, he had never seen such a resilient Spirit Sword.
It was countless times tougher than any Spirit Sword he had acquired later on.
He knew better than anyone just how heavy that punch was.
Not only had it failed to damage the sword, but his own hand now ached.
But the blow was heavy enough to knock Xu Chen to the ground.
He was currently busy spitting up blood.
And just like that, it was all over.
Jiang Man thought he could definitely follow the path of a Body Cultivator; his fists were truly effective.
The only downside was that he couldn't face enemies of the Same Tier, or he wouldn't have much of an advantage.
Xu Chen struggled to sit up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "You win."
Jiang Man sounded a little helpless. "I didn't expect to win so quickly and easily either."
Xu Chen: "..."
Jiang Man then continued, "Also, those two spots in your array were indeed flawed."
