Unexpectedly, Mo Yang would pull such a move. Diao Yayun almost instinctively raised his arm to block the sword energy.
A soft "噗嗤" sound rang out. Diao Yayun thought he could block the sword energy, but instead, blood flowed down his arm. He winced in pain.
"Wow, what happened?"
"This sword, the instructor already appraised it as a high-grade mortal weapon, but its power actually broke through Diao Yayun's defense! " "
Could it be that Mo Yang has a special talent in swordsmanship?" "
Don't brag, him? Impossible!"
Diao Yayun was also incredibly surprised.
The sharpness of this high-grade mortal weapon far surpassed that of ordinary high-grade mortal weapons, even approaching that of a top-grade mortal weapon.
Such a powerful mortal weapon was unheard of in Beiyun City!
However, he didn't take it seriously. This time, he had been too careless and underestimated Mo Yang. The next attack would surely make Mo Yang pay a heavy price!
"Hiss..."
Although the attack injured Diao Yayun, Mo Yang couldn't help but click his tongue.
This attack had used all his strength, aggravating his chest injury and almost making him faint.
"This piece of trash..."
Below the arena, Mo Hai saw Mo Yang's performance and a sense of crisis gradually rose in his heart.
He and his father had already planned to completely control the Mo Family Business, and once Mo Yang's father passed away, the Mo Family Business would be theirs.
At that time, this piece of trash Mo Yang would be powerless to resist.
But now, Mo Yang seemed to be changing his mind, which was a very bad sign!
"It seems that this successful attack has given you a lot of unwarranted confidence!" Diao Yayun sneered. "This is not good!"
"You're so tough on the outside, I really don't know if you're scared to death inside!" Looking at Diao Yayun, Mo Yang sneered inwardly.
He couldn't lose today's battle no matter what!
Since heaven had brought Mu Yun to his side, he had to seize this opportunity.
The title of trash must be completely erased from his life after today's battle.
"Kill!"
A
low shout rang out as Mo Yang's Azure Sword emitted a gray sword aura. The entire arena seemed to revolve around him, the sword aura's sharpness directly targeting Diao Ya Yun.
"Iron Cloud Sand Palm!"
With a low shout, Diao Ya Yun's entire body sprang into motion.
Mo Yang's Azure Cloud Palm technique released sword aura, utterly unpredictable.
However, Diao Ya Yun's entire body seemed to have completely escaped the arena; the sword aura seemed unable to lock onto his figure.
Boom…
Mo Yang's Azure Cloud Palm technique scattered sword aura, instantly gathering it back into a single point
, directly attacking Diao Ya Yun.
At the same time, invisible energy surged around Diao Ya Yun's palms, tearing at Mo Yang's incoming sword aura.
To contend with a mortal weapon with bare hands alone—it must be said, Diao Ya Yun's audacity was truly remarkable!
A violent collision occurred, cracking the entire arena floor inch by inch. Diao Yayun had actually managed to completely deflect Mo Yang's second attack with his bare hands, sending all the sword energy crashing to the ground in disarray.
"How about that?"
Diao Yayun said mockingly, looking at Mo Yang. "I wasn't wrong. Your second attack was much stronger than your third, wasn't it? But I still managed to block it."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Seeing Diao Yayun's smug expression, Mo Yang suddenly chuckled.
*Thud thud thud...
* Just then, a series of thud thud sounds rang out. The sword energy that Diao Yayun had deflected, though hitting the hard floor, suddenly coalesced again, unexpectedly stabbing towards Diao Yayun.
Even with Diao Yayun's quick reflexes, he couldn't dodge the sword energy.
Dozens of sword energies struck his chest, and a *splat* sound rang out as blood gradually soaked his chest.
He was injured!
He'd been injured by that good-for-nothing Mo Yang!
The thought turned Diao Yayun's face a deep purple.
This was an utter disgrace.
If the first time was due to his carelessness, this time, he had neutralized all of Mo Yang's attacks, yet he was still injured.
Seeing Mo Yang's cunning attack, the disciples below were immediately filled with righteous indignation, wishing they could go up and chop Mo Yang to pieces.
"Instructor Mu, it seems your students, like you, enjoy doing this kind of thing!"
"What do you mean, Instructor Diao?" Mu Yun said calmly, "Sword techniques are inherently endless and unpredictable; only such sword techniques can be considered profound!"
"Does Instructor Diao think that those sword techniques that involve a single, forceful thrust, a single, brutal strike, are good sword techniques?"
"You…"
Even with Diao Yayun's good temper, he was still quite angry at Mu Yun's behavior.
This guy was like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water; no matter what he said, he always had an air of complete understanding. He was truly annoying!
On the arena, the match continued.
This time, however, Diao Yayun was utterly enraged.
*Clang!*
In an instant, a resounding clang rang out, and a long sword appeared in Diao Yayun's hand.
"You're not the only one wielding a sword!"
Looking at
Mo Yang, Diao Yayun sneered, "When it comes to swordsmanship, I, Diao Yayun, am probably still clinging to some woman's belly while I, Mo Yang, am drawing my sword."
Faced with Diao Yayun's provocation, Mo Yang remained calm.
He knew the gap between himself and Diao Yayun, so after his fist technique proved inferior, Diao Yayun had taken up the Qingque Sword.
Although the Qingque Sword was merely a high-grade mortal weapon, its power surpassed even low-grade top-grade mortal weapons.
In a contest of true strength, even with the strength of ten thousand jin, he was no match for Diao Yayun.
Diao Yayun possessed a full twenty thousand jin of strength, and that was a conservative estimate.
"Your swordsmanship is indeed strange, but I wonder how it compares to mine, Diao Yayun!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Diao Yayun raised his long sword. Upon closer inspection, the blade of the long sword was swirling with blue patterns, and its sharp aura was piercing.
"Kill!"
With a single step, a powerful wind surged before Diao Yayun, the whooshing sound of air being torn apart as ferocious as a whirlwind swirling fallen leaves.
"Sunset Sweeps Through a Thousand Autumns!"
A sweeping strike erupted, unleashing a violent burst of sword energy, unstoppable.
Unlike Mo Yang's Azure Cloud Sword Technique, Diao Yayun's swordsmanship was ferocious and domineering, emphasizing breaking through the surface with a single point, gradually spreading and pressuring the opponent.
Seeing the power of Diao Yayun's sword, Mo Yang became cautious, brandishing his longsword.
For a moment, the two figures dodged back and forth on the arena. The sword energy was invisible, but the power and lethality of each strike were clearly felt even by some students standing outside the arena.
"Expanding Origin Sword Seal!"
"Azure Cloud Soars!"
"Sea-Sealing Slash!"
"Azure Cloud Beyond the Heavens!"
...
As the two continued to exchange blows, the crowd noticed something unusual.
Every attack from Diao Yayun seemed fierce, but Mo Yang, turning around and around, used only a few sword techniques.
However, Diao Yayun seemed unable to break through his defenses.
Even more so, Mo Yang would occasionally seize opportunities to counterattack.
"No way! Mo Yang only used one set of sword techniques, yet he withstood so many variations of Diao Yayun's swordplay. How is that possible?"
"And look, he can even dodge Diao Yayun's direct attacks and counterattack!"
"Bullshit! What do you know? Diao Yayun is just teasing Mo Yang, slowly boiling him like a frog in lukewarm water, you know?"
"That's probably it, otherwise their battle would have ended long ago."
The crowd buzzed with discussion.
Many didn't understand why Diao Yayun didn't defeat Mo Yang in one blow, instead, the two were playing a game of cat and mouse.
They had no idea what Diao Yayun was thinking. It wasn't that
he didn't want to defeat Mo Yang quickly. It was just that Mo Yang kept using the same few sword techniques, and no matter what he used, he couldn't break through them. He was using the same technique against the same opponent! This battle was incredibly frustrating! Did he have to use that one move to defeat him? Diao Yayun was filled with resentment, but he had to win this battle, so he was willing to use any means necessary. Kill! With this thought firmly in his mind, Diao Yayun flashed forward. "Ten Thousand Shadows God-Slaying Strike!" With a roar, Diao Yayun's power suddenly shifted, and he wielded his azure-patterned longsword with incredible speed. Gradually, everyone felt the scene before them change drastically. Diao Yayun's body seemed light and airy, and the azure-patterned longsword in his hand became illusory. "He actually used this move..." Diao Yadong exclaimed in shock upon seeing Diao Yayun on the arena. He knew his younger brother well; the proud and arrogant Diao Yayun would only use this move when fighting an opponent of a higher level. And he would only use Ten Thousand Shadows God-Slaying Strike as a last resort. This Mo Yang had actually forced him to use this move! "Brother, you must win!" Seeing Diao Yayun's focused expression on the arena, Diao Yadong felt a sudden surge of tension. This battle wasn't just about the reputation of his Senior Class 3; it was also about Diao Yadong's status at Beiyun Academy and Diao Yayun's reputation as a genius. If he lost, Diao Yayun's place among the top ten geniuses would be taken by Mo Yang. After all, who would remember a defeated genius! "Kill!" Diao Yayun, his hands waving incessantly, finally unleashed his full power when his azure-patterned longsword completely disappeared, making the blade invisible. With a shout, Diao Yayun abruptly stopped. Whoosh whoosh whoosh… In an instant, a series of whooshing sounds rang out, the wind howling and sword energy crisscrossing the entire arena. Myriad Shadows God-Slaying Kill! Myriad Shadows! This was truly a Myriad Shadows Kill! Countless sword shadows sprayed forth from in front of Diao Yayun. Such a multitude of sword energies made one wonder if this was the accumulation and explosion a Qi Condensation Realm martial artist could achieve? Diao Yayun, as one of the top ten geniuses, truly lived up to his reputation! Seeing the endless sword energy rushing towards him, Mo Yang's expression changed, and he retreated continuously. "Retreat? Do you think you can dodge it?" With a cold laugh, she swung her blue-patterned longsword, and the sword energy, under Diao Ya Yun's control, actually attacked Mo Yang instead.