Yu Wei almost thought she was seeing things, but quickly realized she wasn't.
The spiritual energy on the sword hadn't been dispersed; it was circulating normally, and the sword was still in contact with Yi Qianmo's.
However, Yi Qianmo, despite being restrained, stood up. His deep eyes gleamed with a silvery light, shocking Yu Wei!
"Clang!"
Just then, Yi Qianmo gripped the sword with both hands and suddenly swung it upwards, sending Yu Wei, along with her sword, flying.
Landing on the ground, she stumbled back seven or eight steps before regaining her footing. Looking at the sword in her hand, at the surging spiritual energy, she was somewhat dazed.
That feeling of losing control made her very uneasy.
"Are you scared already?"
Yi Qianmo flashed, swinging his sword. His speed was as
