The sun gradually tilted, and finally, the last trace of sword qi above the firmament dissipated.
Su Bei stood upon the Dengxian Stage, gazing at Shentu He as he slowly walked up to the front of the platform. He calmed his mind and heart, trying his utmost to make himself appear as natural as possible.
Yet in his heart, he knew all too well that when facing Lindu, everything had looked like a mighty wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
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