Many people think that Yin Tiantian is just spouting nonsense and is just being stubborn, and they don't believe that she has any way to turn the tide.

Even her rival Zeng Yunpeng thought so.

"Use the means if you have them, don't just talk the talk."

"Alright, I'll show you what I'm capable of."

Yin Tiantian scoffed, "Stanning celebrities."

All the spiritual energy near the decisive platform surged toward Yin Tiantian, startling Zeng Yunpeng with its commotion.

Upon closer inspection, one could only see countless sword energies condensed into a spiritual sword floating in front of Yin Tiantian, somewhat illusory. In addition, the spiritual sword she had been holding in her hand had now, like the other spiritual swords, left her hand and was hovering in the air.

Zeng Yunpeng frowned, unable to understand what Yin Tiantian was up to.

Pei Ming of Biyun Pavilion also asked Liu Zhihao, the sect leader of Fengqing Sect, with a puzzled expression:

"What's this little girl doing? Is it just simple sword flying? Anyone can do that, it's nothing special. What makes her so confident?"

Liu Zhihao responded calmly:

"Elder Pei, don't worry, just keep watching and you'll see. But whatever tricks the opponent has up their sleeve, my disciple can handle them. He is the most outstanding Foundation Establishment disciple of our Fengqing Sect."

Pei Ming felt relieved to hear Liu Zhihao's confidence.

On the other side.

Shen Qianjun asked Qin Feng with some confusion, "Is this the trump card you mentioned, young friend? Controlling a sword remotely? This can be done at the Qi Refining stage. It doesn't seem like anything special."

Qin Feng smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Elder Shen, you'll understand once you keep watching."

The audience members surrounding the final stage were also puzzled.

"What's going on here? After all that boasting, this is all they've got?"

"I think she was out of options, so she started talking big in an attempt to distract people."

"Indeed, I think this woman is going to lose. Lingyan Pavilion is left with only a child. The outcome of this duel with Biyun Pavilion is already decided."

On the battle platform.

Yin Tiantian launched an attack, her sword energy preceding her, followed by her spiritual sword, raining down on Zeng Yunpeng like a storm of pear blossoms.

Zeng Yunpeng didn't take this scene seriously; it was just an ordinary move, nothing special. However, he didn't dare to be careless.

As Yin Tiantian launched her attack, everyone was surprised to find that it was too fast. It was understandable that the sword energy was fast, since it was an ethereal thing.

But why is Yin Tiantian's previous spirit sword also so fast? This is very unusual.

The sword energy was like a dazzling shooting star in the night sky, while the spirit sword was like a girl chasing after the shooting star, nimble and swift.

Zeng Yunpeng felt the most deeply about it. Luckily, he wasn't careless before, otherwise he would definitely have been infected now.

The clanging sound continued.

He now understood why the other party called this move "Star Chaser"—the attack was like a falling meteor, sudden and fierce.

Its speed is enough to catch up with the stars in the night sky.

The tables have turned; he was previously launching a fierce attack on Yin Tiantian, but now he is on the defensive.

Yin Tiantian's attack was more ferocious and faster than his.

Shen Qianjun gazed at this scene with some emotion.

"Truly, the younger generation is formidable. But how can she, at only the Foundation Establishment stage, make her spirit sword so fast?"

Qin Feng smiled slightly, "Controlling the sword with qi is definitely not an option, so how about controlling the sword with your mind, or even with your divine sense? When man and sword become one, that will work."

"Tsk tsk, no wonder. Man and sword as one, he has a bright future ahead of him."

Pei Ming, Liu Zhihao, and Zeng Lusheng also stared at this scene in disbelief.

"With this speed, could it be that this woman has reached the state of oneness with her sword?"

"That can't be right. The next level after man and sword become one is to comprehend sword intent. Is that even possible? How old is she?"

On the battle stage, Yin Tiantian was not proud of her advantage at all; on the contrary, she was very dissatisfied because she realized that she could not defeat Zeng Yunpeng in this way.

This will consume a lot of her spiritual energy, as she has to draw upon so much spiritual energy and control the spirit sword.

She gave another soft shout, "Catch the moon."

When Zeng Yunpeng heard that Yin Tiantian had come up with a new trick, he was shocked. He dared not underestimate Yin Tiantian now; this one trick of chasing stars was enough to make him take her seriously.

Shen Qianjun looked expectant.

Qin Feng smiled slightly.

The sword energy and spirit sword that had been fiercely attacking Zeng Yunpeng just moments before withdrew and returned to Yin Tiantian's side.

Just as Zeng Yunpeng was puzzled.

Yin Tiantian pointed her sword at the spirit sword, and the spirit sword rang out, its sound resounding throughout the entire arena.

All the sword energy from before gathered on the spirit sword, forming a virtual longsword that enveloped the spirit sword.

And that spirit sword embodies the heart and courage of a sword.

With a resounding cry from the spirit sword, the greatsword's power surged and its aura changed.

Its momentum soared straight into the sky.

Everyone present felt the terrifying power contained within this giant sword.

Zeng Yunpeng, who was the one targeted by the sword, felt it the most deeply.

The sword's imposing power, poised to strike, was chilling and intimidating.

The sword's light was cold and sharp, its power imposing and majestic.

Zeng Yunpeng frowned. He didn't know if he could withstand the sword strike, and he hesitated whether to admit defeat.

In the blink of an eye, he readjusted his mindset. He couldn't be intimidated. He was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, a small level higher than his opponent. How could he possibly be unable to withstand it?

His father, Zeng Lusheng, was even more worried than he was, and he could see the extraordinary nature of Yin Tiantian's "Chasing the Moon" move.

Its unparalleled aura and its restrained sharpness were far more formidable than what people could see.

He didn't care about winning or losing; all he cared about was whether his precious son, Zeng Yunpeng, was alright.

He instinctively called out to Liu Zhihao, "Sect Master!"

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