Li Yin is quite well-known in the martial arts circle of Wuling City.
She is one of the two most prominent genius disciples in the West Phoenix Palace.
Although her appearance is sowhat androgynous, her delicate face and sexy figure have attracted many admirers.
"Isn’t she a core disciple of the West Phoenix Palace? Why is she here for the challenge match so early instead of attending those core exchanges?"
Soone asked curiously, obviously a newcor.
"Many don’t attend. Luo Manghan and Yue Qinghong, who just went on stage, didn’t attend either."
"Many of them hit a bottleneck in their martial arts training and plan to find a breakthrough opportunity through battle after battle."
"So co here to comprehend true intent, while others are simply battle-hungry."
"..."
The person next to them explained.
As they were talking, the battle on the stage had already turned intense.
Gradually adapting to Li Yin’s attack thods, Lin Zheyu handled it more and more effortlessly.
Her Thousand Silk Sword Skill is truly powerful. With one strike, it instantly transforms into a dozen swords attacking him.
If one can cultivate this sword skill to the peak, it’s rumored that a single strike can instantly transform into thousands of longswords.
Moreover, no matter which longsword you attack, that one will be real, while the others are illusionary.
The cultivation technique is powerful and strange.
Even with Lin Zheyu’s strong spirit and willpower, he cannot identify the real longsword at first glance.
With the recent familiarity, gradually, Lin Zheyu figured out so tricks.
"A truly impressive technique."
"If such a thod of transforming one into ten can be integrated into the Lightweight Skill, complented with illusionary true intent, this body technique would be invincible!"
Lin Zheyu pondered to himself.
He found the direction to improve his Lightweight Skill. If he can simultaneously comprehend the true intent of wind and illusion.
After advancing to the Transforming Force and condensing true intent, his Lightweight Skill will reach an incredible level.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Li Yin, expressionless, wielded her longsword, transforming it into a dozen longswords, continuously stabbing towards Lin Zheyu.
Faster!
Even faster!
Li Yin murmured constantly in her heart, her hands moving faster and faster.
While Lin Zheyu was probing and studying her swordsmanship, she was also using the pressure from Lin Zheyu to continuously push her potential.
Facing Lin Zheyu’s astonishing Lightweight Skill, no matter how strange her swordsmanship was, if she couldn’t strike him, it was useless.
She needed to be faster, much faster, until she could keep up with Lin Zheyu’s speed.
Clang clang clang!
The sound of the longsword clashing with fists kept ringing out.
Audience mbers with weaker strength couldn’t even see the battle on stage; they could only see countless sword shadows and Lin Zheyu’s ghostly figure filling the stage.
"It’s ti to end this."
Familiar with Li Yin’s swordsmanship, Lin Zheyu decided not to continue.
Continuing further wouldn’t enhance his battle experience in a short ti.
Boom!
A powerful force of qi blood surged into his legs, condensing into a vortex-like qi blood energy. With the amplification of the Qi and Blood Burst Skill, his speed soared instantly.
To avoid arousing suspicion, Lin Zheyu dared not use the Qi and Blood Burst Skill for too long.
Every ti he used it, it was only at critical monts, creating the effect of using so powerful Bursting Martial Skill.
With the powerful force erupting, Lin Zheyu instantly charged to Li Yin’s front.
Li Yin was startled, even though she was ntally prepared, knowing Zhao Hao had so powerful Bursting Martial Skill.
But she was still taken aback.
Watching from below the stage and experiencing it firsthand are vastly different.
However, Li Yin’s ntal quality was extrely strong, and she reacted instantly.
Her right arm exerted force, the longsword instantly transforming into a dozen, slithering towards Lin Zheyu like snakes, covering all his attacking angles.
Facing the attacking dozen longswords, Lin Zheyu remained unmoved.
His fists quickly struck out, seemingly turning into phantoms, punching towards the two longswords in front of him.
Clang!
The right fist hit the sword edge, Lin Zheyu swiftly transford his fist into a palm, grabbing the soft sword trying to coil up his arm and stab towards his chest.
With tungsten gloves on his hand, he instantly grasped the longsword.
Lin Zheyu pulled forcefully with his right hand, releasing terrifying power, causing Li Yin to stumble forward.
Seeing things going wrong, Li Yin hurriedly released the sword hilt.
Reaching to her waist, she tried to draw a new longsword.
However, a gust of wind hit her.
A cold sensation on her neck, Li Yin felt a strong hand gripping tightly around her neck.
If she made any rash moves, trendous force would co from the hand, ready to snap her throat.
"You’ve lost."
Lin Zheyu’s voice ca faintly.
Li Yin’s tense mind instantly relaxed, releasing her grip on the soft sword hilt at her waist.
"Ring number six, Zhao Hao has won five consecutive matches!" The referee’s voice announced.
Lin Zheyu released his grip on Li Yin’s neck and took two steps back.
"Your swordsmanship is very impressive. If your strength were just a bit more, I might not have won just now."
Lin Zheyu said sincerely.
Li Yin’s swordsmanship was strong, her attacks carried a trace of mystery.
Unfortunately, no matter how strange and powerful the swordsmanship, if the attack’s strength is insufficient, it’s just a flashy display.
Lin Zheyu dared to forcibly grab Li Yin’s longsword just now because he had greater strength than her.
With qi blood transford nine tis, a strong physique, and the Qi and Blood Burst Skill, purely in terms of strength, few in the Bone Marrow Refining Realm could surpass him.
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