Sensing sothing was amiss, Wu Jianqiu dared not delay for a mont. He too took a step forward, the longsword above his head moving forward with him.
With that one step, the sword’s radiance in the sky directly increased by ten percent, and the speed of the falling swords increased by the sa margin.
Facing such a sudden escalation in the offensive, Su Yang showed not the slightest hint of panic. On the contrary, a shade of joy appeared on his face.
Wu Jianqiu’s action had proven Su Yang’s guess correct. The essence of The Art of Thousand Swords rested upon Wu Jianqiu himself; all its power did not co from thin air but was entirely drawn from Wu Jianqiu.
Moreover, there was one crucial aspect to The Art of Thousand Swords: the aura must align with the sword aura. The stronger the aura, the stronger the sword aura.
Therefore, even though Wu Jianqiu dared not let Su Yang get close, he also couldn’t afford to retreat. The mont he retreated, his aura would weaken, and naturally, his sword aura would also diminish. In such circumstances, he had no choice but to push forward, increasing his sword’s force, hoping to repel Su Yang.
However, this ant Wu Jianqiu had to expend much more energy. At this mont, Wu Jianqiu’s body trembled; it was evident that he was struggling to hold on.
Understanding the situation, Su Yang naturally wouldn’t step back. Still facing the barrage of sword radiance, he moved forward step by step.
The sword radiance put trendous pressure on Su Yang, now it felt like he was carrying a mountain, making each step exceedingly difficult to take.
The sword radiance that struck Su Yang slashed countless wounds across his body. Yet, he did not retreat and continued to advance step by step.
Even then, Su Yang did not resort to using the Celestial War Armor. He knew well that if he used the armor, he could easily block the sword radiance. But doing so would likely intimidate Wu Jianqiu, and Su Yang would then be unable to witness the full extent of The Art of Thousand Swords.
His skin tore under the sword’s radiance but healed just as quickly. In just this short ti, there was almost no part of Su Yang’s body that remained intact. However, this process also tempered his physical body even more. As long as the sword radiance couldn’t reach his tendons or internal organs, it was completely ineffective against Su Yang.
Seeing that Su Yang was only five steps away, Wu Jianqiu’s face grew even more panicked. Ignoring the shouts from Liao Yuxuan and others behind him, he took another step forward, his longsword becoming even brighter. However, blood now trickled from the corners of his mouth, as the imnse power was more than he could bear.
The power of the sword radiance intensified, each strike now revealing bone. But Su Yang didn’t stop and took yet another step forward.
Only three steps separated the two n now, but both were nearly pushing their limits.
Wu Jianqiu was almost driven to madness, having exerted all his strength yet still unable to withstand Su Yang.
"Kill!" Wu Jianqiu let out a bestial roar from his throat, disregarding the shouts from the crowd behind him, and once more he stepped forward.
Su Yang’s brows furrowed tightly; the sword radiance was now nearly harming his bones. If Wu Jianqiu took another step forward, wouldn’t it sever his bones?
Su Yang’s hand reached into his chest, ready to brace himself for the impact. If he couldn’t withstand it, he’d either have to call Little Turtle for help or use the Celestial War Armor.
However, just as Wu Jianqiu’s foot fell, the longsword above his head flickered brightly for a short mont, then began to wobble. Wu Jianqiu’s body also started to sway, and following that, blood flowed from all his orifices. He lost his footing as if all his strength had been sapped in an instant, and he collapsed to the ground.
In the duel between the two n, in the end, it was Wu Jianqiu who was slightly inferior, falling first.
The longsword above his head, no longer supported by power, also fell straight down.
Su Yang exhaled in relief. If Wu Jianqiu had managed to stand his ground, he would have had to use the Celestial War Armor. It had to be said that Wu Jianqiu’s strength was indeed extraordinary!
However, the expressions of Liao Yuxuan and the others behind him changed drastically. They were well aware of Wu Jianqiu’s abilities. Moreover, he had used The Art of Thousand Swords to boost his strength by at least thirty percent, yet he still lost to Su Yang?
After a mont of silence, Mr. Jin Ye suddenly burst out, with both hands throwing out dozens of golden rays, charging straight at Su Yang.
Su Yang’s injuries were healing, and at that mont, he chose not to confront Mr. Jin Ye head-on, stepping back slightly to dodge Mr. Jin Ye’s attack.
Mr. Jin Ye seized the opportunity, grabbing Wu Jianqiu and swiftly tossing him back.
Gongye Liang caught Wu Jianqiu and after a glance, said coldly, "He won’t die!"
"Take him away first!" Mr. Jin Ye shouted coldly, blocking Su Yang himself, "This battle, it’s my turn!"
"My master has just fought a battle, and now you’re imdiately stepping in, that’s a bit unreasonable, isn’t it!" Zhao Ping’an said anxiously from behind. Su Yang was covered in blood, which indeed appeared sowhat frightening.
"Do you want to fight for you?" the young man behind them asked with a light smile.
"It’s not a problem," Su Yang said with a light smile and a wave of his hand, facing Mr. Jin Ye directly with a slight frown, "You people are really strange. The power in your bodies doesn’t belong to you, what exactly are you?"
"Hehehe..." Mr. Jin Ye sneered coldly, "If you can beat , then I’ll tell you!"
"Do you truly believe I’m not your match just because I’ve just fought a battle?" Su Yang asked coldly.
"Let’s try it then!" Mr. Jin Ye sneered.
Having said that, Mr. Jin Ye charged straight at Su Yang, and swung a fist at him.
By then, Su Yang had returned to his normal size, and the Shadow Phantom had dissipated. Facing Mr. Jin Ye’s punch, Su Yang did not dodge either, but threw a punch directly in response.
As their fists collided, neither of them stepped back, but the imnse force shook the surrounding crowd into tumbling about.
The two exchanged punches again, not striking each other’s bodies, but aiming straight for each other’s fists. After dozens of consecutive blows, Mr. Jin Ye’s body finally began to wobble. In a contest of raw power, he was still no match for Su Yang!
Realizing his own situation, Mr. Jin Ye no longer attempted to compete head-on. He stepped back, and with a sudden swing of his right hand, more than a dozen golden leaves appeared around him. These golden leaves floated around him, never touching the ground, as if they were flying around him.
Only then did Mr. Jin Ye charge at Su Yang once more, still confronting Su Yang head-on, while those golden leaves began to spin around the two of them.
With every punch Mr. Jin Ye threw, several leaves, like darts, shot straight at Su Yang.
Su Yang had just had a battle with Wu Jianqiu, and the power protecting his body had nearly been depleted. These golden leaves easily reached him, slashing across his body, leaving mark after mark.
While the power of these golden leaves was far from matching The Art of Thousand Swords that Wu Jianqiu had used just before, they were still akin to a myriad of flying darts, their power not to be underestimated.
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