Run if you can't win

Ling Chuxi had just comprehended the hundreds of ancient sword intents and could clearly feel that her martial arts 'dan Xin and artistic conception had improved greatly. She should have the ability to protect herself against a Grandmaster.

But what if he didn't have the power to protect himself? Nonsense, then just run. Do you really want to stand here and wait for death? She wasn't that stupid.

Ling Chuxi secretly gave Ling Yichen and the others a look and they all nodded in understanding.

"You're indeed arrogant. You actually dare to draw your sword Against Me!" Ling Gusong laughed madly. Ling Chuxi's willingness to fight was exactly what he had been looking for.

With the lesson he had learned from he busi, Ling Gusong did not underestimate Ling Chuxi and immediately drew his sword.

With a swing of the sword, a yellow sword Qi surged. The condensed sword Qi gave people a sense of congealing like a towering mountain, vast and boundless.