The Secret to Picking Up Girls

With two loud 'bang! bang!' sounds, the leader of the Fire Worship Sect and the leader of the Wuyi Sect exchanged two blows in mid-air. Their figures rapidly floated upwards, confronting each other in the sky.

At some point, two long swords appeared in their hands. Both of their faces were extremely solemn, and powerful auras erupted from their bodies. Perhaps influenced by the two of them, the surrounding air currents roared wildly, stirring up clouds of dust all around, instantly engulfing the entire sky.

Zhang Yuze watched nervously. He could now basically determine that the leader of the Fire Worship Sect should be a master of the late Sixth Stage. Even if he were to face him, he would probably be in trouble. Escape might be his only real option. So, from Zhang Yuze's perspective, the leader of the Wuyi Sect absolutely could not lose. If he did, there wouldn't be much he could do to salvage the situation. The consequences of the Wuyi Sect losing were truly unimaginable.

"Hahaha! Unlike others, you, as the leader of the Wuyi Sect, actually possess some real skills. I admire that," the leader of the Fire Worship Sect said with a laugh. Although his words sounded pleasant, Zhang Yuze heard a hint of sarcasm in them.

"Oh! Then I thank you for your praise. Today, I, Dai Mou, will definitely not let you succeed," Dai Song said solemnly to the white-clothed man before him, holding the long sword in his hand.

"Hahaha, then go to hell!" The white-clothed man from the Fire Worship Sect coldly snorted, addressing Dai Song, the leader of the Wuyi Sect.

"Heavenly Fire Sword Technique!" The sword in the white-clothed man's hand gracefully swept out, stirring up boundless heat waves in the air, and slashed down towards Dai Song, the leader of the Wuyi Sect.

This sword was undoubtedly extremely terrifying. While stirring up boundless heat waves, dozens of sparks even appeared in the air along with his sword's momentum. The surrounding temperature immediately rose by dozens of degrees.

"Wuyi Sword Technique!" Seeing this, the leader of the Wuyi Sect's expression also sank, and the sword in his hand also slashed out.

"Dozens of neatly arranged sword images flew out into the air along with Dai Song's sword momentum."

"Swish! Swish! Swish!" With several sounds, the dozens of sparks simultaneously vanished in the air.

However, Dai Song's expression changed drastically at this moment because the sword in his hand had actually broken in half. It was clearly melted by the terrifying sparks just now.

Before he could react, a figure flashed before his eyes. The leader of the Fire Worship Sect struck him with a palm.

With a loud 'bang!' Dai Song's chest was struck by the white-clothed man's palm.

With a muffled 'ugh!' Dai Song's body flew backward like a cannonball.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuze, who was hiding to the side, cursed: "Useless!"