Jin Yuanguang’s eyes flickered with a hint of surprise. That strike had only contained a portion of his power, but the sharpness of his gold intent was more than enough to wound a ninth level Xiantian expert. For Li Yun to shatter it so effortlessly was unexpected.
However, the surprise faded just as quickly as it appeared. His expression returned to cold indifference.
"You do have so strength, which explains your arrogance. But if you want to draw my sword, you must first prove that you are worthy."
His fingers moved once more.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Golden light erupted across the arena as countless sword-like rays ford in the air, each one radiating a sharp and piercing aura. As they gathered together, their power multiplied, distorting the surrounding space as though it could no longer bear the pressure.
"Kill."
With a cold command, Jin Yuanguang waved his hand.
In the next mont, the sky filled with golden blades descended like a storm, streaking through the air with dazzling trails of light as they rained down toward Li Yun.
"Weak."
Li Yun’s voice was calm as he threw out a simple punch. The movent looked ordinary, without any trace of complexity, yet the power contained within it was terrifying. The air before him shattered instantly, and violent ripples surged outward like a storm breaking loose.
He pushed his palm forward, and those rippling waves of air condensed into a vast, invisible force, crashing forward like a raging tide. In the next mont, it collided head-on with the rain of golden swords descending from above.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sky filled with golden blades shattered one after another, collapsing under that overwhelming force as though they had never existed.
Without pausing, Li Yun’s lips curved into a cold smile. He stamped his foot on the ground, and the stone beneath him cracked and split apart. Amid the flying debris, his figure shot forward like a released cannon, crossing the distance in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared before Jin Yuanguang. His leg swept out like a dragon surging from the depths, carrying imnse power as it struck forward.
Thud!
Jin Yuanguang reacted swiftly. Just as the kick was about to land, he turned his body and t it with a backhand strike infused with sharp golden light. The two forces collided violently, producing a dull and heavy explosion. Waves of energy spread outward from the impact, forcing nearby disciples to stumble back or fall to the ground.
When the dust settled, one figure was seen retreating.
It was Jin Yuanguang.
His strength was indeed formidable, but that was when he wielded his sword. Without it, his power could not be fully displayed. In contrast, Li Yun’s body had been tempered to an extraordinary level through the Ninefold Origin Flesh Scripture and the World Bearing Devil Suppressing Physique.
In a direct clash of raw strength, Jin Yuanguang could not match him.
Gasps of shock spread through the crowd.
"He actually forced Jin Yuanguang back in a direct exchange. How powerful is Li Yun?"
"He only got lucky. Jin Yuanguang has not even drawn his sword yet. If he had, that kick would have cost Li Yun his leg."
"That’s right. Without his sword, Jin Yuanguang is not fighting at full strength."
Even as they expressed their astonishnt, many still refused to believe that Li Yun held the advantage. In their eyes, everything would change the mont Jin Yuanguang unsheathed his blade.
"Jin Yuanguang, will you draw your sword now?"
Li Yun paid no attention to the murmurs around him. His gaze remained calm and steady as it rested on Jin Yuanguang. His tone was light, almost indifferent, as though he were simply asking a casual question.
In truth, Li Yun could have ended the battle long ago if he chose to draw his own sword. However, that would have been aningless. Since Jin Yuanguang was also a swordsman, Li Yun wanted to experience his techniques and Sword Intent firsthand.
Only through such a clash could he refine his own understanding and push his mastery further. To him, facing an opponent who walked the sa path was an opportunity he had no intention of wasting.
Jin Yuanguang retreated several dozen ters before finally stabilizing himself in the air. A faint gloom appeared on his previously indifferent face.
Not long ago, he had looked down on Li Yun, yet now he had been forced back in a direct exchange. To him, this felt like a silent slap across the face, a blow to both his pride and reputation.
His sharp gaze locked firmly onto Li Yun as he spoke in a cold voice. "I did not expect that soone at the seventh level of the Xiantian Realm could possess such strength. It is surprising. You are now worthy of forcing to use my sword. But do not misunderstand. What you faced earlier was not even sixty percent of my true power."
As his words fell, his hand moved to the hilt of the sword at his waist. A faint golden glow gathered around his palm, infused with gold intent. In the next instant, he drew the blade with astonishing speed.
A burst of golden light flooded the surroundings, and an indescribably sharp aura spread out like a raging storm. That sharpness seed capable of cutting through anything in its path. Even the air itself could not withstand it. Within a radius of several hundred ters, the air was completely torn apart, leaving behind a hollow vacuum that radiated a chilling and oppressive presence.
Li Yun’s eyes narrowed slightly, and for the first ti, a trace of seriousness appeared in his expression. Jin Yuanguang’s arrogance was not without foundation. From this display alone, it was clear that he stood among the strongest swordsn within the Inner Sect.
"Vacuum Sword Flow."
The strike ca without warning. No one saw when Jin Yuanguang moved. All they perceived was a faint flash of golden light that vanished as quickly as it appeared.
In the next mont, the surrounding space seed to compress and twist, forming a massive, transparent sword.
Rip.
The giant blade tore through the air and surged forward with terrifying speed, cutting straight toward Li Yun.
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