Ling Xiaozui said spitefully, "Use your sword when you fight with him later, if you have the spine to do so – it'd best fit you and you can fight easily!"

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Dugu Chou scoffed and retorted by rolling his eyes.

Ling Xiaozui was tongue-tied with rage. 'If you're not stupid, then why did you look at me with that gaze? What's the meaning of it? Are you dumb?'

Ling Xiaozui's stance was natural and at ease, filled with grace and efficiency. Whatever sword it was, even a broken piece of steel, it could become an exquisite blade, a killing weapon that could break apart mountains and oceans, once he held it in his hands.

On the other hand, the saber in Yun Yang's grip looked insignificant. It was just an ordinary saber.

"Come on now," Ling Xiaozui spoke with ease, "Let me see how much you've improved."

Yun Yang did not hold back either. What the rocket-like escalation of his cultivation base needed the most now was an opponent like Ling Xiaozui.

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