First Immortal of the Sword

This battle was satisfying indeed. In a sense, this was a true clash of the Grand Dao.

Su Yi was in the mid-stage Miracle Realm, but he was strong enough to fight Great Unity Stage cultivators.

Luo Tiandu had suppressed his cultivation to the Great Martial Stage, and he too could fight Great Unity cultivators.

Neither of them used their treasures, nor did they borrow external power. That’s what made this battle seem so rare and precious. Thus, even though Su Yi was injured in the process, he found it thoroughly satisfying.

Of course, all of this was only possible because Luo Tiandu could really put up a fight.

Without any further delays, Su Yi picked up his jug of wine, turned, and left.

“Wait!” Luo Tiandu called out gravely.

“Want to keep going?” Su Yi stopped in place

Xi Ning’s starry eyes focused, and she said immediately, “Enough! Luo Tiandu, the victor is already clear. Don’t tell me you’re a sore loser?”

She knew that if the battle went on, Luo Tiandu would have to draw on his true cultivation base to turn things around. That would be bad for both him and Su Yi!

But Luo Tiandu just laughed bitterly and sighed. “Come on, A’Ning. Since when was I a sore loser?”

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