Top Eight

Second day, top eight.

"You're my opponent? I, Bei Tangman, will let you know my power!"

Opposite Fang Yuan, a green-eyed youth snarled and released his totem. It was a turquoise praying mantis with slightly curved arm blades that matched the dual sabers he used.

"Third-grade totem flying saber mantis?"

Fang Yuan nodded and drew his Black Profound Saber.

"How dare you not release your totem. I'll let you know your foolishness!" Bei Tangman roared and disappeared into the wind.

Dang!

Fang Yuan slashed from the back, blocking the attack of the dual sabers.

His figure flashed, and Bei Tangman retreated far away.

The audience was in an uproar after they crossed blades. "So fast! Bei Tangman seems a lot faster than Fang Yuan!"

"Fang Yuan has met his match this battle!"