Chapter Eighty-Five: Stalemate

  I'm afraid that among the people present, except for Li Tianlun, no one would think that Ling Luo's winning percentage could reach fifty percent. As soon as Li Tianlun said this, everyone's gaze turned to Xia Yan again, and this time their gazes were quite different from before.

  After all, what Li Tianlun said was still able to attract their attention, and Li Tianlun would never speak recklessly. Moreover, the bidding at the scene had already ended, and even if people wanted to change their minds, it was already too late.

  "Next, the challenge match officially begins. Please come on stage, Mr. Fei Yun and Mr. Ling Luo!" Yafen's charming face had a smile that was like a crescent moon, her slender figure in a black evening gown full of elasticity.

  Xia Yan stood up, his eyes gazing at Fei Yun, and slowly walked onto the stage. His footsteps made no sound on the crystal floor.

  Fei Yun also walked onto the stage with a carefree stride, his eyes without any heaviness.

  "Are you two ready?" Yafen asked for the last time with her red lips opening and revealing her white teeth.

  Xia Yan and Fei Yun nodded at Ya Fen simultaneously, neither of them needing to wear any protective armor. Xia Yan held an ordinary long sword in his hand, while Fei Yun held a superior treasured sword, the Red Jade Sword.

  "Then, the challenge match, now begins!"

  As soon as Ya Fen said this sentence, everyone in the room around her took a breath of cold air and watched carefully.

  Fei Yun's long sword pointed straight at Xia Yan's chest, his feet quickly shifted and tapped, making a few light 'tsk' sounds, the sword tip arrived in front of Xia Yan.

  Xia Yan didn't show any panic, his long sword thrust forward, while his upper body leaned back, and with a push of his feet, he flipped over and retreated several meters.

  Fei Yun seemed to have anticipated that Xia Yan would retreat and immediately followed closely behind him, his speed a fraction faster.

  "This flying cloud is indeed worthy of being a strong practitioner from the Spiritual Master realm." Xiatian thought to himself.

  Although they had only exchanged blows once, Xia Yan felt an enormous pressure. Fei Yun's swordsmanship looked simple but was extremely sharp and deadly, without any fancy embellishments.

  Just as Flying Cloud's Red Jade Sword was about to pierce Ling Luo's chest, Ling Luo suddenly swung her long sword down and blocked the attack with the back of her left hand.

  "Ding" sound.

  Fei Yun's Red Jade Sword clashed with Ling Luo's sword.

  Ling Luo's long sword was arched, tightly attached to the long shirt, and Xia Yan could even feel the chill transmitted from the sword body, as well as that intense vibration.

  "What a powerful force!" At this moment, Xia Yan felt Fei Yun's strong inner power transmitted through the long sword.

  The power transmitted through the sword almost made him stand unsteadily, and his body shook violently.

  Fei Yun's mouth corner flashed a cold smile, and his eyes revealed a fierce heat. At the same time, Fei Yun retreated five steps back, his eyes fixed on Xia Yan.

  "Not bad, compared to previous opponents, much more aware." Fei Yun said.

  It was obviously just a probing attack earlier. Xia Yan's performance has raised his evaluation of Xia Yan by another level.

  "Thank you, you are indeed very strong." Xia Yan also said with a smile, and the long sword shone with a flash of light.

  As the two people conversed, everyone in the surrounding rooms held their breath.

  "So, the real attack is about to begin!" Fei Yun's face sank as he said.

  Xia Yan nodded and said: "Hehe, come on!"

  In an instant, the two simultaneously lifted their feet and rapidly charged towards each other. The sword blades produced a bright, piercing sound in the air, with afterimages appearing on the stage.

  "Clang!"

  This time, the two sword tips collided with each other.

  "What?" Fei Yun was shocked.

  His long sword was unexpectedly struck off course by Xia Yan from the side, causing his entire body to shake and his face to suddenly turn solemn.

  If it were directly blocked from the front, Fei Yun might not be so surprised, but the key is that he was actually hit and pushed away from the side, how sharp must one's eyesight be to achieve this?

  In fact, Xia Yan didn't want to give up easily, but the weapon in his hand was just an ordinary one. If they were to clash swords head-on, his long sword would definitely be severed by the opponent's powerful internal force due to its inability to withstand it. Therefore, Xia Yan could only strike at the opponent's long sword from the side.

  Xia Yan's hands moved without any stagnation, taking advantage of the momentum, the sword blade rose, and the sword tip flashed, stabbing straight at Fei Yun's throat.

  Fei Yun was shocked, but with his exceptionally rich combat experience, he immediately came to. Feeling the sharp aura on Xia Yan's long sword, he suddenly exerted force underfoot and flipped into the air, while his long sword "swished" once, sealing off Xia Yan's possible attack routes.

  Xia Yan's mouth curled up in a smile, and his body also leapt into the air. The two of them clashed again in mid-air. At this moment, the ingenuity of the Ling Luo Sword was fully displayed.

  Although Fei Yun's long sword had sealed off all possible paths of attack, the Ling Luo Sword seemed to pierce through the impenetrable sword shadow like a needle.

  "How could this be?" The shock in Fei Yun's heart was so great that he almost wanted to stop immediately and figure it out. But at this time, Xia Yan's long sword had already stabbed into his shoulder.

  As they exchanged blows several times, the people around them in the room were all shocked.

  There were many masters present, and many people's eyesight was extremely high. Especially the several Temple stewards, they all saw the subtleties in the two men's swordsmanship.

  "What sword technique is that Ling Luo using, it's so exquisite! Is there such a sword technique in the Human Rank Secret Manual?" A Saint Temple executive furrowed his brow, asking in puzzlement.

  However, his companions around him were also unable to answer his question.

  "This sword technique is indeed ingenious, I've never seen it before either."

  "Boom!"

  A change is taking place in the arena once again.

  Relying on his exceptional combat experience, Fei Yun once again blocked Xia Yan's long sword attack, but his shoulder was also exposed.

  Xia Yan kicked a leg fiercely in the air and flew over, Fei Yun had to condense his internal energy on his shoulder to block this kick.

  With a loud crash, Fei Yun's body in mid-air was smashed down like a falling star.

  With a "crack", the crystal floor shook violently, as if it was about to split open.

  "Hmm"

  All around were gasps of cold air, and everyone stared at the scene in a daze.

  Such power...

  "How could this be? Why doesn't the Flying Cloud attack in a targeted manner? Attack! Go and attack him!" The elder of the Xi family shouted anxiously, his eyes bulging out.

  At this time, Fei Yun was even more miserable than him. Only now did he clearly understand that the opponent he faced at this moment was not comparable to those people before.

  Fei Yun got down on one knee after landing, stood up with an extremely heavy body, and his eyes flashed with a fierce light.

  "Haha...... Very good...... However, Ling Luo, from now on I won't underestimate you again!" Fei Yun coldly smiled, his fingers slightly curved, the sword body pointing upwards, the sword tip swiftly tapping the air once.

  "Slap"

  The place where the sword tip pointed, a burst of air exploded out.

  Xia Yan's heart skipped a beat, and his mouth seemed to curve into a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

  Fei Yun's long sword in his hand suddenly split into three, and at the same time attacked Xia Yan, and each of these sword shadows also simultaneously transformed into twelve dots. Each dot attacked a vital part of Xia Yan's body.

  In other words, this sword simultaneously attacked all thirty-six vital points on Xia Yan's body.

  "Fei Yun has finally brought out his true strength." Li Tianlun's eyes changed, and he secretly thought to himself.

  This is Flying Cloud's true power, "Shadowless Sword"!

  "Haha, with this one sword, Ling Luo will definitely lose!" The elder of the Xi family saw Fei Yun's attack and suddenly burst out laughing, his face filled with excitement. The Xi family had indeed bet a lot of gold coins on Fei Yun this time.