The air itself seed to be drained by this montum, leaving one with a feeling of chest tightness and suffocation.
Now, Ji Ziling had exhibited a strength that had reached the second tier of the Hua Yuan Realm, no longer the first tier she had previously revealed, clearly she had kept sothing hidden.
Hua Yuan Realm second tier!
Feeling Ji Ziling’s strength, the faces of the disciples of the Beichen Ittoryu changed one after another, their eyes showing a hint of concern.
They all knew that their Young Master, Bei Chenfeng, only possessed the strength of the first tier of the Hua Yuan Realm. Now, facing a master of the second tier of the Hua Yuan Realm, whether he could defeat her was uncertain.
Many martial arts experts present noticed Ji Ziling’s strength and showed a look of admiration.
"She truly is the Young Miss of the Ji Family, her martial arts talent is indeed powerful!"
Hou Jingwu, watching from below, exclaid while observing Ji Ziling, a sharp light fleeting across his eyes. Beside him, Cao Jianjia, with her gaze fixed on Ji Ziling, displayed a complex and resolute look.
"Indeed she has reached the second tier of the Hua Yuan Realm!"
Near the arena, a man dressed in black murmured to himself as he watched Ji Ziling on the stage; it was Long Qian, the Young Master of the Long Family.
"But no matter what, you will ultimately be my woman, Long Qian!" said Long Qian, the corners of his mouth curling into a sinister cold smile, his eyes glinting maliciously as they followed Ji Ziling.
"How is that possible? How could she be at the second tier of the Hua Yuan Realm?"
"She must be over twenty-five years old, she is breaking the rules!"
At that mont, the disciples of the Beichen Ittoryu, unwilling to accept that Ji Ziling was stronger than Bei Chenfeng, doubted her age in succession.
After all, the challenge stipulated that participants over the age of twenty-five could not compete. Therefore, they believed Ji Ziling must be over twenty-five years old, given her formidable strength.
"A bunch of ignorant fools, I am only twenty-three years old this year. Today, I will let you islanders know that Huaxia’s martial arts are far beyond what your island country can ever compare to."
Ji Ziling’s expression turned cold, and a terrifying chill shot from her eyes. An oppressive aura emanated from her as she pressured Bei Chenfeng.
However, Bei Chenfeng remained composed in the face of Ji Ziling’s second-tier Hua Yuan Realm aura, showing no sign of change in his expression, which slightly surprised Ji Ziling and caused her pupils to contract.
"Wrong!"
Ji Ziling’s lips parted lightly, her eyes fixed on Bei Chenfeng, just about to speak.
At that mont, Bei Chenfeng, who had been calm, suddenly burst into movent like a whirlwind, and a surge of sword intent erupted from him, akin to an unsheathed divine sword.
An endless sword intent mixed with terrifying force was unleashed, imdiately causing the space around Bei Chenfeng to twist and distort.
This formidable sword intent, mingled with force, suppressed Ji Ziling’s aura, and his true strength was fully revealed.
Hua Yuan Realm second tier!
Another Hua Yuan Realm second tier, just yesterday Bei Chenfeng was rely at the first tier of the Hua Yuan Realm. His strength, having advanced again to the second tier in just a single day, was shocking. Moreover, judging by his montum, he didn’t seem like he had just made a breakthrough; especially that sword intent was terrifying to the extre.
Bei Chenfeng’s eyes condensed into two clear beams of sword energy, and his katana emitted a series of sonorous ringing sounds, as if eager to engage in battle.
"Such a formidable sword intent, this young man’s understanding of the sword is not shallow. Worthy of being the Young Master of the Beichen Ittoryu, this Miss Ji is in danger!"
From a distance, an observer watched Bei Chenfeng, his eyes revealing a hint of amazent.
"This guy’s strength is so strong, I wonder if Zi Ling can handle it, but it would be best if she couldn’t win. Then I can... hehe..."
Long Qian watched the situation on the stage and thought of sothing, a sly and sinister glint appearing in his eyes.
And Ji Ziling, after seeing Bei Chenfeng’s strength, also looked a bit solemn, but there was no hint of retreat in her deanor.
"Good, I hadn’t expected you to be at the second level of the Hua Yuan Realm as well, so let’s have a fair fight today!"
Ji Ziling shouted loudly, her longsword swinging in her hand, unleashing a series of exquisitely intricate sword moves.
The Xuanyuan Clan was most famous for their Divine Sword, with the entire clan excelling in sword moves, and as a branch of the Xuanyuan Clan, the Ji Family naturally inherited many of these exquisitely intricate sword moves.
Although after thousands of years of historical changes, many of the sword techniques unique to the Xuanyuan Clan had disappeared, a good number of sword techniques were still preserved.
As the outstanding young genius and the eldest daughter of the Ji Family, Ji Ziling naturally mastered these sword techniques by heart. The mont she put them into action, her montum surged dramatically.
Ji Ziling excelled in swordsmanship, while Bei Chenfeng was a master of blade intent. In the face of her marvelous sword moves, Bei Chenfeng took one step forward, his katana cutting horizontally through the air.
A seemingly simple strike, yet it produced countless glimrs of blade light in mid-air, a deluge of these blade flashes sweeping towards Ji Ziling, who brandished her longsword repeatedly, shattering the incoming blade flashes.
Bang bang bang!
A series of crisp, piercing booms echoed as Ji Ziling and Bei Chenfeng, each wielding sword and katana, crisscrossed across the arena at an extre speed.
Ordinary people could only see two shadows constantly weaving through the arena, completely unable to discern their figures, while only those Martial Artists who had reached the Saint Realm or above could clearly see the clash between the two.
Both as experts at the second level of the Hua Yuan Realm, one skilled with the sword and the other with the katana, they were well-matched opponents, making the battle incredibly intense.
Sword Qi and blade glints crisscrossed above the entire arena, which rapidly beca riddled with holes, struggling to withstand the attack power of the two fighters, as if it could collapse at any mont.
Boom!
An explosive boom like thunder erupted as a dazzling blade glint and sharp Sword Qi collided mid-air, unleashing wave after wave of shockwaves.
The shockwaves tumbled over one another and surged in all directions, with samurais and others promptly intervening to neutralize these shockwaves, for otherwise, the ordinary people would have suffered an undeserved catastrophe.
After one strike, Bei Chenfeng and Ji Ziling both took several steps back, their faces calm, revealing no sign of who had the upper hand.
"Let’s decide it with one move!"
Ji Ziling’s eyes shimred with intense Battle Will as she declared coldly.
"Agreed!"
Bei Chenfeng’s lips parted slightly as he nodded.
In an instant, there was a change in both of their auras. A desolate and solemn air spread from them, and the atmosphere around seed to solidify, indicating that both were brewing their ultimate moves. The terrible might that they released made it feel suffocating.
"Qinglian Swordsmanship!"
"One Qi Clears the Qinglian!"
Ji Ziling uttered a low cry, her longsword tracing a Qinglian flower in the air. The Qinglian had nine petals, each appearing lifelike and emanating a terrifying aura.
As Ji Ziling wielded her longsword, the Qinglian began to spin, its nine petals transforming into nine streaks of Qing-colored Sword Qi.
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