Li Yan deflected Zhang Mingyuan's fist with his left hand, his eight-sided Han sword aimed at Zhang's shoulder. At that moment, the cunning and ruthless nature of the "Old Man of the Face" (a type of weapon) vanished. Zhang Mingyuan's wrist flicked, the smoke from the sword aimed at Li Yan veering away, the sharp blade slicing across Li Yan's face, leaving a deep wound.
Ignoring the danger, Li Yan's fingers, resembling a bird's beak, struck Zhang Mingyuan's wrist. The Han sword almost grazed Zhang Mingyuan's armpit. In a panic, Zhang Mingyuan leaped back, creating distance between himself and Li Yan. Even the Old Man of the Face couldn't react in time, narrowly avoiding Li Yan's sword.
Disfigured, Li Yan paid no heed, casually tossing the Old Man of the Face off the stage, coldly watchin
