Stabilizing his stance, a flash of astonishment crossed Zhou Wuya's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure, his face radiating immense confidence. "I won't hold back anymore. From now on, three moves, three moves at most."
"Don't talk about three moves. Even thirty, three hundred, or three thousand, I'll take them all. Bring it on."
Sword intent surged around Xu Chen, sharp and compelling. The air in his vicinity was sliced to pieces by the sword intent, distorting the void.
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