The Regulation of Space.
Ling Han was slightly astonished. When A'Yuan had unsheathed his sword, a peculiar fluctuation had rippled across space. This was a sign of him wielding the Regulations of Space. It was also because of this that his thrust was so astonishingly quick. The sound of him unsheathing his sword had only just traveled over, yet the tip of his blade had already made contact with Ling Han's clothes.
His mastery of the Regulations of Space was truly impressive. Otherwise, his thrust couldn't possibly have been so quick.
Ling Han smiled faintly as he also wielded the Regulations of Space.
An eerie scene appeared. Even though A'Yuan continued to advance, with his sword continuing to thrust forth, he was unable to strike Ling Han no matter what. It was as if this mere half an inch had suddenly become an insurmountable distance.