Bab 950: Blade of the Monarch!

The moment he finished talking Stasa swiped his hands horizontally and five solid Qi swords formed behind him. Each one was bright blue in color.

They vibrated loudly to create a small shockwave that dissipated the dust cloud to reveal Hao Xuan staring up at him.

Hao Xuan's gaze focused on the Qi swords and then at the side of Stasa's hip where an empty scabbard hung loosely. It looked like a family heirloom or an accessory rather than something used in actual combat but Hao Xuan knew its real value better than anyone else here.

In the sky above grey clouds had started to gather, completely barring any sunlight from coming through.

The wind started to pick up and the fights that were already within the colosseum grounds distanced themselves from them as much as they possibly could.