They were only at the Foundation Establishment stage, so their influence was limited, but it was enough to cover the entire Fengyuntai.

Little Stone showed no surprise at all when he saw Ding Junhua using the same secret technique.

With a prodigy like Qin Feng as a precedent, Ding Junhua's outstanding performance was no longer enough to impress Xiao Shitou.

The smaller stone had the advantage of time, having built up its momentum first.

However, it was daytime, which gave Ding Junhua's technique an advantage.

Therefore, it's difficult to determine who won or lost at this moment.

Xiao Shitou was already prepared, and he didn't intend to give Ding Junhua too much time to prepare.

That would be very disadvantageous for him.

Qin Feng once said that there is no mercy on the battlefield.

Mercy is a privilege reserved for the victors; if you cannot even win, your life will be in the hands of others.

This isn't a life-or-death battle, but the principle remains the same: strike when the time is right.

The cold moon descends.

The small stone, just like a bright moon, hurtled towards Ding Junhua.

His body slid, leaving a long, blurry trail in the sky. Everyone could see that it was the shadow of a sword.

Looking at the small stone coming at them.

Ding Junhua, who hadn't fully prepared, was too late and could only take the initiative to meet him.

Otherwise, passively waiting will only make his disadvantage greater.

He transformed into a blazing sun, heading towards the approaching bright moon.

The blazing sun faces the cold moon.

Everyone present from the Heavenly Sword Sect was eagerly anticipating who would win.

Zhao Mingzhen and Zhang Kaicheng also stared intently at the two illusory figures in the sky.

Deng Tianning smiled as he looked at the two prodigies. To him, the outcome was no longer important; as long as they were disciples of his Heavenly Sword Sect, that was enough.

Boom!

The deafening sound reverberated throughout the entire venue.

As the fog dissipated, the two swayed slightly.

His clothes were tattered, he looked very disheveled, and he was exhausted.

This secret technique seems to have taken a heavy toll on both Ding Junhua and Xiao Shitou.

Just when everyone thought both sides were no longer able to fight.

The little stone's figure suddenly flickered and drifted away.

Before Ding Junhua could react, the sword was placed against his neck.