C45 Advancement and Sword Skill

As the dust settled, the two figures in the Martial Training Field came to a standstill. A long sword was thrust into the earth, its blade glowing red in the light of the setting sun. On one side, Lin Yu held his sword single-handedly, its tip hovering just three inches from Hao Dao's neck. Had this been a true fight to the death, Hao Dao would have long been dead