C207 Warring the Twilight

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the day of his battle with Liu Xiyang arrived.

On the battling platform, a cold and detached youth held his sword in his hands as he stood there with his eyes closed to rest. A gentle breeze blew. His long robe and black hair danced in the wind, giving him an indescribably elegant and graceful air.

This young man was Liu Xiyang