Swoosh!
The Star Trace Sword cut a dazzling arc through the air. In Tuoba Gu's eyes, what seemed like an ordinary slash gradually enlarged, akin to a falling meteor.
Clang!
The sword tip collided with the fist, sparks flying from the center. A tremendous force transmitted from the Star Trace Sword. Chu Ming immediately withdrew, retreating swiftly, his chest churning with qi and blood. However, being a Body Refining Martial Artist, such minor injuries were insignificant to him.
How could Tuoba Gu let Chu Ming off so easily? As Chu Ming retreated, he pursued relentlessly, closing in with fist shadows falling upon Chu Ming like a deluge from all directions.
Clang clang clang...
Within moments, they exchanged dozens of blows. From initially looking beleaguered, Chu Ming gradually fell into a disadvantage. However, it was impossible for Tuoba Gu to defeat him without at least three hundred moves.
Whoosh!
