"This humble Taoist would like to experience your swordsmanship, sir. Is that alright?" Zuo Ci asked.
Lu Li nodded slightly and said, "Okay."
Then, Lu Li drew his sword and thrust it at Zuo Ci with incredible speed.
Zuo Ci dared not be careless and immediately raised his whisk to defend himself.
"Clang~"
The two weapons clashed together, producing a metallic clang.
The two of them instantly retreated several feet.
After regaining his footing, Zuo Ci brandished his whisk and attacked Lu Li.
The whisk, like a serpent, coiled around Lu Li's sword blade, while a tremendous pulling force yanked Lu Li into the air.
Seeing this, Lu Li flicked his wrist, and the sword energy instantly shattered the floating object. At the same time, he flipped his wrist and slashed the long sword toward Zuo Ci's neck.
Zuo Ci hurriedly dodged to the side, flicked his whisk, and the shattered dust had actually grown back.
Zuo Ci suddenly seized an opportunity, using the floating dust to entangle Lu Li, and at the same time, he used his arm to throw Lu Li into the sky.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
Several streaks of silver light flashed, and several silver needles pierced through the air.
Lu Li's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly used his long sword to block, instantly severing all the silver needles.
He then channeled his inner energy to shatter the floating object, which could grow longer or shorter and could regenerate, once again.
Lu Li leaped up and landed steadily on the ground.
Zuo Ci knelt on one knee, panting heavily, his face as pale as paper.
Lu Li's internal strength was simply too formidable; he was no match for Lu Li.
"Thank you for your mercy, sir."
Zuo Ci slowly stood up, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.
"As expected of a junior grandmaster, he does indeed possess some skill."
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