"Hehe, as I suspected, such confidence must come from your increase in strength."
Qin Yang let out a cold laugh, a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Indeed, the Munemasa Aozora before him was much stronger than when Qin Yang had first encountered him, but this Japanese seemed to have forgotten that he hadn't been standing still either.
Buzz~!
Qin Yang beckoned with his right hand, and the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword appeared in his hand. Infusing his Spiritual Power into it, the light on the sword flowed, and the sharp Sword Aura surged, a white dragon shadow rising.
The light blossomed on the white dragon shadow, carrying a sense of relentless sharpness.
"One sword to end you!"
Gazing at the bluish-green giant sphere attacking furiously, Qin Yang remained cold-faced, flicking his figure before slashing out with a sword.
Swish!
