"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
"DUANG! DUANG! DUANG!"
Tie Dan, wielding a treasure sword, battled fiercely in the sky against the tree-wielding old man for thirty rounds without a victor!
After all, having only dual cultivated for two hours, Tie Dan's Qi power hadn't fully recovered, leaving him weak... But it must be said! This old man was a rare master, the strongest foe Tie Dan had ever encountered! Few could withstand three moves from him!
Moreover, with merely a tree in hand, and at most a bit of Purple Mist Dao energy, he managed to fight Tie Dan wielding a treasure sword to a draw! Neck and neck!
Although people often say that a true expert can harm with mere flowers and fallen leaves, it's only a metaphor. If weapons could truly be disregarded, the Mystic Sect wouldn't be exhaustively researching various magic treasure spirits or pouring everything into the life-and-death endeavor of sword casting.