"Haha, I knew you had also comprehended a Sword Intent Seed!" Ye Beichen's laughter rang out, sharp and filled with pride. His eyes burned with excitement as he stared at Li Yun. "But do you really think that is enough to defeat me?"
The instant his voice faded, his body blurred and vanished from sight.
In the next heartbeat he reappeared before Li Yun, his sword already thrusting forward, its tip aimed directly at Li Yun's heart. The blade carried no flashy technique and no elemental power. It was pure Sword Intent, condensed and sharpened to an extreme.
Li Yun's pupils contracted, yet his expression remained calm. His arm moved almost instinctively as his own sword rose to intercept the strike.
Bang!
The two blades collided with a deafening explosion. A terrifying wave of Sword Intent erupted outward, sweeping across the entire arena. The wind howled violently, dust spiraled into the air, and the stone beneath their feet cracked as if struck by invisible hammers.
