Chapter: 4210
If the stage was not protected by the formation, they probably couldn't bear the aftermath of the battle alone.
When the storm subsided, the situation on the stage had changed.
Hong Juding still stood there motionless, his face was indifferent, his clothes were neat, and there was no change.
On the other hand, Li Changmian had a solemn face, sweat on his forehead, and his sword-drawing hand began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.
The most amazing thing was that a shallow pit with a radius of three meters had appeared on the ground of the ring under his feet.
The shallow pit was surrounded by cracks, extending to five or six meters away.
"Hu..."
Li Changmian's breathing became a little heavier, and he tried his best to suppress the recoil from his arm.
Although his Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix defeated the golden giant sword that Hong Juding chopped down, he did not gain any advantage.
In fact, he was at a disadvantage.
The power contained in the giant sword was far beyond his expectation.
So much so that at the moment of contact, he actually felt like he was shaking the mountain with his body.
The most important thing was that this was just a casual swing by Hong Juding, and he had not yet used his full strength.
He had to admit that Hong Juding was much stronger than he expected.
This was no longer a matter of swordsmanship, but a difference in realm and strength.
"Do you still want to fight?" Hong Juding asked coldly.
The sword just now was the last warning to the opponent.
If he was a smart person, he would realize the gap between the two.
"It's not my style to give up just like that. Besides, my sword won't agree."
Li Changmian looked down at the silver sword in his hand, and then looked up at Hong Juding again: "I know I'm not your opponent, but no matter what, I'll try my best. At least, I have to make you draw your sword."
Yes, Hong Juding never drew his sword from beginning to end, but used his hand instead of the sword to attack. JrNovels.com
When the storm subsided, the situation on the stage had changed.
Hong Juding still stood there motionless, his face was indifferent, his clothes were neat, and there was no change.
On the other hand, Li Changmian had a solemn face, sweat on his forehead, and his sword-drawing hand began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.
The most amazing thing was that a shallow pit with a radius of three meters had appeared on the ground of the ring under his feet.
The shallow pit was surrounded by cracks, extending to five or six meters away.
"Hu..."
Li Changmian's breathing became a little heavier, and he tried his best to suppress the recoil from his arm.
Although his Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix defeated the golden giant sword that Hong Juding chopped down, he did not gain any advantage.
In fact, he was at a disadvantage.
The power contained in the giant sword was far beyond his expectation.
So much so that at the moment of contact, he actually felt like he was shaking the mountain with his body.
The most important thing was that this was just a casual swing by Hong Juding, and he had not yet used his full strength.
He had to admit that Hong Juding was much stronger than he expected.
This was no longer a matter of swordsmanship, but a difference in realm and strength.
"Do you still want to fight?" Hong Juding asked coldly.
The sword just now was the last warning to the opponent.
If he was a smart person, he would realize the gap between the two.
"It's not my style to give up just like that. Besides, my sword won't agree."
Li Changmian looked down at the silver sword in his hand, and then looked up at Hong Juding again: "I know I'm not your opponent, but no matter what, I'll try my best. At least, I have to make you draw your sword."
Yes, Hong Juding never drew his sword from beginning to end, but used his hand instead of the sword to attack. JrNovels.com
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