He suddenly slid half a foot backward, and at the same time, he twisted his wrist, his longsword slashing upward along the ground.
The pale golden sword light instantly transformed into a smooth crescent moon, tracing an eerie trajectory from bottom to top.
This flick didn't target Xiao Chen's vitals; instead, it precisely sliced at his wrist, the point of contact with the gun, with an extremely tricky angle.
The purpose was to use the force of Xiao Chen's downward strike to force him to drop his gun!
"What a treacherous sword move!" Lu Duxian, sitting below the stage, couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, his fists clenched tightly.
Xiao Chen caught a glimpse of the crescent-shaped sword light out of the corner of his eye, and had already anticipated it.
Zhao Lie comes from a major sect in the world, so his moves must combine power and skill; he won't just fight him head-on.
He suddenly lowered his wrist, abruptly slowing the downward thrust of his spear. At the same time, he twisted his arm outward, causing the Dragon Spear to gently sway along the trajectory of the crescent-shaped sword light.
"clang!"
The silver spear and the golden sword clashed again, and the crescent-shaped sword light was instantly distorted by the shock. Zhao Lie felt a powerful force coming through the blade, and his wrist went numb. He almost dropped the sword.
He quickly used the momentum to leap backward, creating a distance of two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), and his eyes were filled with astonishment as he looked at Xiao Chen.
Despite being injured, Xiao Chen was not only able to parry his clever moves but also to use the force against him. His skill in spear fighting was better than that of many of his senior brothers in the Yuan Yang Sect!
Using the force of the sway, Xiao Chen stabilized his downward spear strike, but the throbbing pain in his chest intensified.
He subtly suppressed his surging blood and qi with his spiritual power, his face remaining expressionless: "All you can do is hide? Is this all the core disciple of the Yuan Yang Sect is capable of?"
He deliberately provoked Zhao Lie with his words, hoping to make Zhao Lie lose his composure and find a weakness in his defense.
Zhao Lie's face flushed red from these words, his grip on his longsword tightened, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes: "Sharp tongue! Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden yang sword light around him surged once more, and he twirled his longsword in three sword flourishes.
Each sword flower transformed into a golden afterimage, shooting towards Xiao Chen's vital points.
This time, he wouldn't hold back; he wanted to take down Xiao Chen as quickly as possible!
Zhao Lie was so provoked by Xiao Chen's words that he completely lost his composure and his patience for further probing was gone.
He wanted to end this humiliating match with his strongest sword strike.
His eyes suddenly closed, and when he opened them again, there was no emotion in them, only emptiness.
He slowly raised the longsword in his hand; the pale golden sword light was no longer sharp, but instead transformed into a chaotic mass of energy.
The air currents swirled around the blade, and even the surrounding light seemed to be swallowed up by the air currents, becoming distorted and blurred.
This is the [Ultimate Sword - Boundless].
His heart was set on the sword; at this moment, his only thought was "the end," and his sword moves transformed into the purest destructive power.
"This sword..."
The city lord on the high platform sat bolt upright, his eyes filled with horror.
He could sense that this sword had no fixed trajectory, yet it contained a terrifying power capable of tearing through the defenses of a half-step Dao Realm cultivator.
Zhao Lie actually used his trump card!
Zhao Lie flicked his wrist, and the chaotic energy surged instantly, transforming into a golden river of light several meters long.
There was no earth-shattering sound, but it carried a deathly stillness of "the end of all things" as it swept towards Xiao Chen.
Wherever the river of light passed, the stone slabs of the arena shattered inch by inch, and the blue light of the defensive formation flickered violently, as if it would collapse at any moment.
A glint flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes. Zhao Lie was indeed in a hurry, which was exactly what he wanted!
Instead of taking the blow head-on, he staggered, pretending to be overwhelmed by the pressure of the Light River. He retreated rapidly, and the Dragon Spear in his hand drooped down, seemingly powerless to resist.
"We're going to lose!"
He Xiong suddenly stood up from the stage, a smug sneer on his face, "Xiao Chen, that kid, ultimately couldn't withstand Zhao Lie's killing move!"
The He family members cheered as if they had already won the competition.
Seeing Xiao Chen retreat, Zhao Lie's eyes flashed with disdain. As expected of a Nirvana Realm cultivator, he couldn't even withstand his ultimate sword strike!
Without hesitation, he urged the Light River to accelerate and chase after Xiao Chen, hoping to take advantage of the situation to force Xiao Chen off the stage and end the battle completely.
Just as Guanghe was about to touch Xiao Chen's back, Xiao Chen suddenly twisted his waist and turned around!
He gripped the previously drooping Dragon Spear tightly in an instant, the power of his waist, arms, and wrists flowing together once more. This time...
It not only possesses physical strength, but also incorporates all of his essence, energy, and spirit.
What he was about to use was precisely that move—luring the enemy in for a fatal blow.
【Return Strike - Meteor Shower】!
The silver-white spear light suddenly erupted, no longer resembling the previous spiral drill, but transforming into a reverse-moving meteor.
With a sharp sound that tore through the darkness, the river of light pierced Zhao Lie from below!
Where the spear tip passed, a long vacuum channel was pierced through the air, and even Zhao Lie's chaotic energy flow was slightly stagnant due to this resolute killing intent.
"boom--!"
The meteor-like spear light collided violently with the chaotic river of light in the center of the arena!
There was no dazzling display of gold and silver, only a terrifying energy storm that exploded instantly.
The shockwave spread outwards like a tsunami, completely shattering the defensive array of the entire arena, sending debris and dust flying everywhere.
The audience below the stage was thrown back by the shockwave, and gasps of surprise filled the air.
Two figures were sent flying backward in the storm. Zhao Lie staggered back five steps, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. The long sword in his hand was covered with cracks, indicating that he had also suffered a serious injury.
Xiao Chen retreated even more hastily, his figure staggering repeatedly on the arena, leaving a bloody footprint with each step he took.
His internal organs had shifted even more severely, a tearing pain shot through his chest, a sweet taste rose in his throat, and trickles of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto his dark-colored outfit, looking particularly glaring.
"Hahaha! Xiao Chen is about to fall!"
He Xiong pointed at Xiao Chen, laughing arrogantly, "City Lord! Quickly announce! Zhao Lie has won!"
The He family members also joined in the commotion, urging the city lord to decide the winner.
Xiao Chen's back was almost touching the edge of the ring. If he took another step back, he would fall off the ring and, according to the rules, he would lose.
He could feel that the spiritual energy within his body was almost in chaos, and his injuries could erupt completely at any moment.
At this critical moment, Xiao Chen suddenly plunged the Dragon Spear into the stone slab of the arena. The shaft of the spear bent slightly, and with the force of the reaction, he managed to stabilize his retreating body!
He kept his head down, his long hair obscuring his expression. Only the blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth proved his disheveled state, but there was not a trace of surrender in his eyes.
The area around the arena fell silent instantly, and all eyes were fixed on Xiao Chen.
This Nirvana Realm cultivator hasn't lost even under the ultimate killing move of a half-step Void Realm cultivator?!
"Just who is this Xiao Chen?!"
Zhao Lie stared at Xiao Chen's retreating figure, his eyes filled with disbelief and raging fury.
He clearly used his strongest sword strike, so why hasn't he defeated Xiao Chen yet?!
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