Xun Wei now, watching the arena… doubt set in.
Even if Chu Piao was known for getting out of sticky situations, Xun Wei couldn't guess how he could escape his current predicament.
Gao Fen was a skilled Profound Realm cultivator, and he was a swordless swordsman with his hands tied behind his back. No matter how Xun Wei saw it, this match was as good as over for him.
'A swordsman without a sword is just a…"
Then it happened—
In the middle of dodging another flurry of whip strikes, a loud crack echoed as one of Gao Fen's whips accidentally struck his waist—dislodging the scabbard at his waist. It snapped loose, spinning upward.
Everyone's eyes followed it. Gao Fen reacted instantly, her whip soaring toward it with perfect precision.
But Chu Piao was already gone.
In a blur, Chu Piao launched skyward—like a shadow piercing the heavens, swift and silent. Mid-ascent, the spinning sword suddenly stopped as Chu Piao's teeth clamped down on the hilt.
