C115 What a Sharp Sword Qi

In the arena, the expression of the old man was rather gloomy. His hidden eyes stared at the young man, who had already slipped away and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The cold killing intent between his brows became even denser.

"This brat, how did his speed suddenly increase so much? Could it be because of that sword spirit?"

Noticing that there was no movement in the surroundings