Before he reached Qin Chu, with a wave of his hand, the sword blade imbued with Frost Battle Energy ripped through the air. Seven streaks of sword energy instantly pierced through the atmosphere, with a speed nearly imperceptible to the naked eye, enveloping Qin Chu from front, back, left, right, above, and below.
Hiss hiss hiss...
Amid the slight gasps of the audience, the sound of tearing through the sky split the heavens.
Qin Chu raised his head, calmly watching the rapidly approaching sword energies.
His right hand naturally fell to his side as silver Fighting Energy coiled and spread along his arm, quickly converging into a sharply formed long sword.
Though Qin Chu did not take the Prince seriously at all, considering him unworthy of being his opponent, he still paid considerable attention to the Prince's strength.
This guy now possessed a Strength that was extremely close to Level 80.
His eyes had locked onto the trajectory of every sword energy around him.