After Shen Bai spoke, he turned into a streak of light and shot straight into the sky as everyone watched.
The Cold Moon he carried glinted srizingly in the sunlight.
The white light enveloping Shen Bai was as gentle and flawless as jade.
Up in the sky, Ouyang Sword had been feeling quite smug, thinking his grand entrance was the height of style.
After all, at a ti when everyone thought he was outmatched, he had seized control of the air, placing himself in an unbeatable position from the very start.
In his eyes, the two blades of Frost Sword Qi beneath his feet, combined with his white robes, made him look ethereal—the very image of a white-robed Sword Immortal.
His lineage was all about maintaining a certain flair.
Now, Ouyang Sword felt he had absolutely perfected his stylish presentation. The only thing missing was defeating Shen Bai to bring it all to a spectacular conclusion.
But he had never expected that just as he deed his position unbeatable, Shen Bai would shoot skyward at a speed more than double that of his own two blades of Frost Sword Qi.
And from the looks of it, Shen Bai wasn’t even using Swordsmanship to achieve flight.
Ouyang Sword panicked.
His only advantage was air superiority.
After his earlier clash with Shen Bai’s Blood Red Sword Qi, he already knew that he could never defeat Shen Bai based on Swordsmanship alone.
This was the intuition of a swordsman, and he trusted his instincts.
So in that mont, when Shen Bai revealed he could fly, the last thread of Ouyang Sword’s composure snapped completely.
"Didn’t Lord Shen say you wouldn’t use anything besides Swordsmanship against ?" In this mont of crisis, Ouyang Sword couldn’t care less about flair and yelled out loud.
Shen Bai watched the rapidly approaching Ouyang Sword, the corners of his lips twitching upward. "I never use my Body Technique to dodge or attack. I’m only using it to close the distance between us. That doesn’t count."
Ouyang Sword replied frantically, "You used it! That ans you used it! We had an agreent!"
He couldn’t finish his sentence, because Shen Bai’s Blood Red Sword Qi was already erupting from Cold Moon.
Countless streams of Blood Red Sword Qi swirled through the sky.
Under Shen Bai’s guidance, they gradually converged into a single blade.
Shen Bai raised Cold Moon, then pointed forward with his left index finger.
"Try to take this next attack first."
Following Shen Bai’s direction, the singular blade of Blood Red Sword Qi, condensed from a thousand smaller streams, shot toward Ouyang Sword like an untad wild horse, a cold flash of light.
Under the sun’s rays, the red light glinting from the Blood Red Sword Qi carried a dangerous yet srizing aura.
Ouyang Sword felt his scalp go numb as every pore on his body seed to shrink.
A sense of life and death washed over him, as if he were being targeted by a terrifying beast.
He had no ti for more words. In this critical mont, he thrust out his longsword, Icesnow.
The strike seed artless, almost mundane, but as he thrust his sword forward, he channeled every bit of Qi in his body.
The summoned Qi radiated a terrifying power as snowflakes began to drift down from the sky.
The snowflakes continued to gather, converging into a greatsword that slashed horizontally toward Shen Bai’s Blood Red Sword Qi.
BOOM!
A deafening roar echoed.
The greatsword ford of condensed frost made contact with Shen Bai’s Blood Red Sword Qi.
Outwardly, Shen Bai’s Blood Red Sword Qi looked to be of normal size, appearing insignificant compared to the greatsword.
Yet, the mont the frost greatsword touched the Blood Red Sword Qi, it instantly disintegrated without the slightest pause.
And Shen Bai’s Blood Red Sword Qi continued onward with unstoppable montum, arriving right in front of Ouyang Sword.
In this life-or-death crisis, Ouyang Sword gritted his teeth. He could only raise his longsword and charge straight at the Blood Red Sword Qi.
He had already expended all of his Qi on that last technique, leaving just enough to remain hovering in mid-air.
And now he knew he most likely wouldn’t be able to stop it.
But even if he couldn’t stop it, he had to et it with his own blade.
But in the next mont, Ouyang Sword discovered that his own blade had struck empty air.
The Blood Red Sword Qi had shattered with a bang, reverting to a thousand smaller streams of Sword Qi.
Under Shen Bai’s control, they divided into sixteen groups. Each group executed a different Sword Technique as they slowly encircled Ouyang Sword.
The furthest blade was over ten yards away, while the closest stream of Sword Qi was practically grazing his scalp.
A drop of cold sweat trickled down Ouyang Sword’s forehead. He didn’t dare make the slightest move.
The slightest movent would get his skull pierced by the Blood Red Sword Qi.
Shen Bai chuckled. "Well, I’d say this battle has reached its conclusion."
A bitter look crossed Ouyang Sword’s face. "Lord Shen, I have lost."
Shen Bai waved his sleeve, and the thousand streams of Blood Red Sword Qi shot up toward the heavens, disappearing from sight.
Shen Bai activated Divine Thousand Miles and descended from the sky, landing steadily in the Martial Arts Arena.
The surrounding mbers of the Observatory were dumbstruck, all of them staring at Shen Bai as if he were a monster.
Their eyes were filled with nothing but shock and utter disbelief.
Not even those in the ridian Realm could fly, to say nothing of Shen Bai, who was only in the Five Organ Realm.
The Observatory mbers were certain that Shen Bai had used so kind of Secret Technique to fly.
But that Secret Technique for flying... it was far too powerful.
Even an expert at the Unity Realm probably couldn’t co close to that speed. Moreover, he seed able to change direction at will while in flight, demonstrating perfect, effortless control.
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