Chương 673: Shock

Zhao Wuyan waited until after Elder Fan Jing's sword Qi surged out, almost reaching him from the opposite side. Then he made a quick move.

"Swoosh!"

Zhao Wuyan drew his sword from its sheath. It hit its target first although he had struck later. He had aimed a diagonal stab at Elder Fan Jing, breaking through her sword move. Within an instant, the Snow Mountain and the sword Qi both disintegrated. They vanished into thin air, turning into a whiff of invisible Genuine Qi.

Zhao Wuyan's sword hit Elder Fan Jing between the eyebrows. Without batting an eye, he said, "You've lost!"

Elder Fan Jing shut her aging eyes. "What superb swordsmanship! I concede total defeat."

Zhao Wuyan put away his sword. His glance was still ice cold. He turned around and walked down the Coliseum, leaving behind only a silhouette.

Another dark horse had emerged after Lin Yue's win.