Long Chen smiled coldly as flames exploded out of him. A figure materialized within the flames.

“Shameful thing, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time!” As soon as that figure appeared, the sword that was mysteriously hanging in mid-air turned, abandoning its attack and suddenly stabbing into the air.

The sword pierced out right as Long Chen’s pot smashed down at it. Neither of their attacks was aimed at the other. Instead, they were simply aimed at the air. It was like they were randomly striking.

The figure holding the sword solidified. The sword strangely bent and then sprung back, allowing him to retreat.

Just as he retreated, the seemingly random swing of Long Chen’s pot blocked off his path. It seemed to be coincidentally smashing right where he was going.

The figure twisted in midair, using some unknown secret art to summon a barrier. Long Chen’s pot smashed into the barrier, causing it to quiver. In the end, the barrier exploded, but the pot’s power had been reduced...