Shi Hao smiled faintly, "Alright, let's battle."
Since Shi Zhong wouldn't come out, fighting small fries could still gain some experience.
Qin Shuiyang stared at Shi Hao, and in an instant, he suddenly drew his sword.
In the Great Void Realm, everything was formed by the Spirit, so it didn't make much difference whether weapons were used or not.
However, some people were accustomed to using weapons to fully exert their combat power.
Qin Shuiyang was like that; with a sword in hand, his combat power could increase by at least thirty percent, though this sword was also his own spiritual entity, so it could be considered an extension of his limbs.
The third realm of the Sword Dao, when one's heart holds a sword, anything can become a sword.
Swish, a sword slashed over, its cold light piercing the firmament.
Shi Hao clenched his fist, forcefully confronting the Sword Qi.
Boom boom boom, his fist was dominantly powerful, shattering a sword light with one punch.
