The Black Steel Force surged in his body, and he unleashed his power without any reservation.
The powerful sword wind whistled, and Si Tingyu's long golden hair fluttered. She raised her fair palm and placed one finger horizontally in front of the heavy sword.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out. Lu Yuan felt as if his heavy sword had cut into alloy, and his arm was slightly numb from the shock.
Si Tingyu's golden-red vertical pupils also flashed with a trace of surprise.
She flicked her finger and Lu Yuan felt a huge force coming at him. He couldn't help but take two steps back.
Si Tingyu looked at Lu Yuan and a smile appeared on her serious face. She sized him up and said, "
"You've cultivated body arts? Your strength doesn't seem to be at your level. You're much stronger than I thought."
"Yes, " Lu Yuan nodded. "I've practiced body arts before."
Si Tingyu nodded and said,