Tang Huan was indeed a battle maniac. As soon as Yin Shian stood in the arena, the crescent sabers in his hand flew towards him fiercely.
The blade sliced through the air and went straight for his face.
In the arena, Yin Shian was still motionless. Everyone's hearts instantly tensed up.
When the blade was less than a finger's length away from Yin Shian's face, he raised his arm. No one knew how he did it, but he used two fingers to catch the blade of the crescent sabers.
His slender fingers that seemed to have their own black nail polish lightly clamped onto Tang Huan's saber. He was completely fine!
"Tsk…"
His movements were really cool and impressive. As expected of an SS-grade.
Faced with such a situation, not only was Tang Huan not afraid and discouraged, but he was even more excited. He even laughed out loud.
"Again!"
This time, he threw out the other knife in his hand and charged over.
