Nanli's gaze was cold and sharp as she locked eyes with Liang Jie. "Why should I die, just because I'm currently weak?"
Liang Jie sneered, his hand shaking slightly as he gripped his sword. He unleashed a surge of spiritual energy, and several shallow pits appeared on the ground around them.
Nanli's lips curved into a slight smile. "Whether you're the strong one or I am, we still haven't decided that yet."
"Such arrogance," Liang Jie scoffed. "You're only in the early stages of Golden Core. You actually dare to challenge me? Do you really think you can casually use Talisman techniques during a battle?" He laughed derisively. "In the world of cultivation, a Sword Cultivator like me is the most lethal. Your tactics of relying on Talismans are no match for my sword!"
Nanli raised an eyebrow but didn't respond immediately. "Then show me what you've got."