Martial Arts Overlord

As Luo Feng expected, the two disciples from the Sword Tomb were also focusing on Yue Haitang.

Earlier, they were observing He Qin, but after several duels, He Qin did not show any signs of having practiced the Martial Arts of the Sword Tomb, nor did they detect the aura of the Sword Heart Heaven Jade. Hence, the possibility of her being the blood relative of the Holy Swordmaster was small. The remaining possibility was Yue Haitang, who had similarly grasped Sword Intent and was of a similar age.

Looking at Yue Haitang, Su Zhuyun said to Jiang Fengfeng beside her:

"Fengfeng, He Qin is probably not the blood relative of the Holy Swordmaster. Pay attention to this Yue Haitang. Whether he is or not, this battle should reveal it."

"Hmm."

Jiang Fengfeng, unusually silent, simply nodded, gazing at Yue Haitang’s figure on the stage, her face slightly flushed.

For some reason, her mood always became inexplicably tense every time she noticed Yue Haitang, especially those eyes, bright as the stars, that made her heart race with every gaze.

Not only Su Zhuyun and Jiang Fengfeng, but most people’s eyes were focused on Yue Haitang.

Yue Haitang wore an inner disciple’s uniform from the Jade Hall, the green clothes fluttering freely in the wind. His demeanor was carefree; his exquisite features were both delicate and handsome. His eyes resembled the stars in the sky, shining brilliantly. Every move he made exuded nobility and elegance, and the halo of Sword Intent added a touch of mystery to him.

Such a handsome young master was undoubtedly the type most women adored. The young maidens, infatuated, watched him with sparkling eyes, cheering for him. His limelight even overshadowed that of the eighth-ranked newcomer among the Ten New Dragons, the Divine Wind Saber Guest.

The Divine Wind Saber Guest heard the voices around him and looked at Yue Haitang, feeling a surge of inexplicable jealousy. He wasn’t sure whether he envied the other’s beautiful appearance or his superior popularity, or perhaps both, but he only knew he felt displeased.

"I hope you can hold on for a while, take this!"

Without any unnecessary words, the Divine Wind Saber Guest gripped his precious saber, unleashing a sharp aura, leaned forward, and charged at Yue Haitang.

"Slash!"

In mid-charge, a gleam flashed in the Divine Wind Saber Guest’s eyes. The treasured saber unsheathed in an instant, a flash of bright saber light pierced the void, shooting toward Yue Haitang like lightning.

Swish!

A point of sword light appeared, with the saber light shattering inch by inch from that point, dissipating into nothingness, revealing Yue Haitang’s figure holding a sword.

The corner of the Divine Wind Saber Guest’s mouth curved into a cold smile, his speed undiminished, as frigid whirlwinds arose around him, and his saber vanished instantly into the void.

Shhhhhh...

Sounds of ripping fabric echoed continuously, as countless saber lights shot out, tearing the air in this space to shreds.

Witnessing this scene, many nodded in secret. The Divine Wind Saber Guest was indeed worthy of being one of the Ten New Dragons. His combat experience and saber technique were exceptionally remarkable. The seamless combination of his Drawing Saber Technique and saber techniques left no room for error. A single oversight would ensure an unexpected demise.

Swish!

Amidst the crowd’s gaze, Yue Haitang’s figure was engulfed by the saber light, shattering into countless pieces.

"Afterimage!"

The Divine Wind Saber Guest’s heart tightened. Not turning back, he suddenly dashed forward, casually placing the saber behind him.

Clang!

In the void appeared a dazzling sword mark, striking the blade fiercely. Immediately sparks flew, and amidst the chaotic air currents, two figures parted simultaneously in opposite directions.

Luo Feng gently exhaled, thinking it was a pity. Just now, Yue Haitang’s unexpected sword strike would have defeated an ordinary person. Unexpectedly, the Divine Wind Saber Guest blocked it unscathed. Indeed, the Ten New Dragons were full of hidden talents, each not a simple character.

Simultaneously, Luo Feng noticed that both Yue Haitang and the Divine Wind Saber Guest had met their match.

Yue Haitang, who practiced the Mysterious Shadow Step, was extremely fast, making it difficult for the Divine Wind Saber Guest’s fast saber to catch him. Similarly, Yue Haitang found it hard to avoid the Divine Wind Saber Guest’s rapid strikes.

This battle was a contest of speed. Only the faster one could ultimately claim victory.

"Wind Roll Slash!"

Almost injured by Yue Haitang, the Divine Wind Saber Guest felt a mix of shame and anger. Regaining his composure, he immediately struck, the treasured blade swirling with numerous air currents, forming a massive whirlwind as he unleashed a slash.

Whoo whoo whoo...

The whirlwind saber qi grew with the wind, emitting a piercing whistling as it swept towards Yue Haitang with unimaginable speed.

Swish!

Using Phantom Mirage Step, Yue Haitang’s figure seemed to transform into a wisp of blue smoke, gliding past the whirlwind saber qi.

The Divine Wind Saber Guest’s face darkened, his aura surging, unleashing an unknown number of saber strikes in an instant.

"Wind Roll Nine Heavy Strength!"

The entire platform’s air currents surged, countless sharp saber qi interwove, stacking and converging to form nine towering whirlwinds of saber qi, violently assaulting Yue Haitang, covering the entire sky with no room for evasion.

Facing the layered saber qi storm, Yue Haitang maintained speed, pushing the Phantom Mirage Step to its limit. Every step he took created numerous afterimages, weaving through the whirlwinds. His seemingly fragile figure held its ground against the ferocious saber qi storm, like a small boat in a raging sea, appearing breakable at any moment. The spectators’ hearts raced with tension; some even forgot to breathe.

"Flying Clouds Passing Through the Gap!"

Amidst the saber qi storm, Yue Haitang’s figure suddenly accelerated, disappearing with the sword in hand.

The next moment.

Swoosh!

A highly concentrated point of sword light appeared in front of the Divine Wind Saber Guest.

"Marvelous!"

"Such Qinggong, such swordsmanship!"

"To counterattack in such a situation, I certainly couldn’t do it. Even if I could, I wouldn’t dare."

Witnessing this, bursts of astonishment erupted from the stands. Many widened their eyes, looking at Yue Haitang in disbelief.

To traverse the Wind Roll Nine Heavy Strength of the Divine Wind Saber Guest using Qinggong alone was already challenging. To then employ swordsmanship for a counterattack was astounding, requiring not only outstanding Qinggong but also excellent vision, mental strength, and exceptional courage. Failure here wouldn’t just mean losing the match; it could result in serious injury.

At this moment, the audience’s regard for Yue Haitang rose a notch.

"Bloody Wind Mad Dance!"

The Divine Wind Saber Guest was also startled. Despite the shock, he didn’t panic. His Yuan Qi surged, and he plunged his saber into the ground.

Boom!

Qi Force exploded at the saber’s tip, sharp saber qi rising to form a saber qi storm, tightly enveloping the Divine Wind Saber Guest.

Swish!

Yue Haitang, having taken the initiative, reached him before the saber qi storm took shape, piercing through the saber qi with a sword, stabbing the Divine Wind Saber Guest’s left shoulder.

The sword edge pierced his clothes, blood splattering instantly. At this moment, the saber qi storm reached its peak, causing Yue Haitang to retreat several steps.

An audible sigh echoed across the Group Dragon Island, lamenting for Yue Haitang.

Just now was a perfect opportunity to win. If Yue Haitang’s sword had advanced a few more inches, the Divine Wind Saber Guest would surely have been severely injured. Ultimately, Yue Haitang’s attack lacked sufficient power.

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