C573 Competing with Me in the Sword Dao?

On the Martial Arena, an intimidating aura surrounded Fenn Jianxiu. His eyes were cold, and although he hid it well, Hua Hsing could sense a hint of murderous intent in them.

"Kid, I hope you'll still be standing here in a moment," Fenn Jianxiu said in a low voice, ready to make his move.

Whoosh...

Fenn Jianxiu's fist shot out