Just as the green vines bound Xu Yuxiu, Dai Xingrui did not let such a perfect opportunity to win slip by. His gaze sharpened; he formed a sword gesture with one hand and pointed into the void toward Xu Yuxiu. Instantly, the Qingmang Sword streaked through the air as a flash of green light, shooting straight toward her. The keen edge of the blade carried a fierce, murderous intent. Even before it drew near, a chilling, soul-crushing coldness descended upon her.
The disciples standing near the Dueling Stage couldn't help but shiver, feeling a chill run down their spines. They had all sensed the lethality of Dai Xingrui’s strike. They wondered how Xu Yuxiu, with her hands and feet bound by vines, could possibly parry such a blow. The observing disciples were already convinced they were about to witness her defeat.
However, when they looked at Xu Yuxiu, they did not see a trace of panic on her face. Instead, they saw a composure that suggested she had expected this all along.
Chapter 100