Qing Xue had already devised a plan for victory in the depths of her heart. Knowing the opponent's strength made winning simple. Seeing the maiden's smile vanish, Xie Chi decisively attacked, unwilling to give her a chance to react. His offense became ferocious, his ability being the unrestricted release of moves.
Light orbs, light blades, light cannons, light pillars – various attacks erupted simultaneously, like a chaotic dance of demons. All attacks bore down on Qing Xue. Unhurried, she extended her palm, her eyes opening. Behind her, the hundred light orbs that had vanished reappeared, shooting out and creating continuous explosions against the incoming attacks.
"Impossible, aren't those my moves?"
This scene stunned Xie Chi into stupor. Weren't those light orbs the same ones he had launched earlier? How could they be reflected back to collide with his own moves? Could this be the maiden's trick?
"What do you think I was defending for all this time?"
A smirk played on Qing Xue's lips. All the attacks she had endured had become hers. Now, Qing Xue commanded all of Xie Chi's previous attacks, even reflecting them back with greater power than before.
"I don't believe it. My current strength is beyond comparison to those old moves. Let's see how you resist this."
More attacks appeared from behind him. His ability was to use moves limitlessly, so he used them freely. This woman before him surely wouldn't survive the onslaught.
It was bad enough to have been suppressed earlier, but now to be disgusted by his own moves truly stung.
However, if he could defeat her, all this would be insignificant. The fierce offense generated shockwaves. From within the explosion's aftermath, Ge Zi and Xie Tian Long retreated together. The clash had inflicted minor injuries on both, though the impact wasn't significant.
This also indicated that their strengths were quite evenly matched. The Divine Spirit Sword was wreathed in energy, the Divine Spirit Shield unfurled its wings to either side, and wings bloomed on his back. Fully armored, in his strongest state, his imposing aura surged. Xie Tian Long had to take this battle seriously. The true fight began now.
His dragon claws sprouted Xie Ling Claws, becoming longer and sharper. Behind him, black wings fused with dragon wings and unfurled. His eyes turned pitch black, his left eye a normal pupil, his right an animalistic dragon's eye. A dragon mark materialized on his forehead.
The power of the dragon race and the Xie Ling power fully merged, erupting in shockwaves. Two waves of energy clashed, one like a surging sea, the other like a charging dragon.
The collision of mere energy waves caused the surrounding space to tremble. They moved almost simultaneously, their forms blurring. The Divine Spirit Sword met the dragon claws. The power in the dragon claws was not to be underestimated, and the sharpness of the Divine Spirit Sword was equally formidable. Their arms appeared motionless, but this was far from true; they were engaged in high-speed combat.
After a solid few seconds, their figures moved, the sounds of their impacts echoing across the battlefield. When they reappeared on opposite sides, both bore wounds that healed in the next instant.
"Hahaha, exhilarating!"
Xie Tian Long's battle spirit continuously surged. Possessing dragon blood, he craved combat, especially a worthy opponent. Here stood one, how could he not be excited?
The dragon's instinct was ignited. His dragon wings unfurled, and a gale howled, transforming into consecutive wind blades that rushed towards Ge Zi. The wind blades appeared incessantly, their numbers growing.
The Divine Spirit Shield blocked in front of him. These wind blades struck the shield, forcing him to retreat step by step. This was a mandatory push-back attack. His pristine white wings unfurled and flapped, generating airflow that formed a tornado. The tornado roared, sweeping up the wind blades within it.
As the tornado advanced, Xie Tian Long clenched his claws and straightened them, forming a hand-knife. He brought his arm down, cleaving the tornado in two with terrifying power.
He pierced through the tornado and continued his offense, fighting calmly.
On the other battlefield, Shu Zi sensed the intensity of the other fight. "No way, is it that fierce?"
The storm of their battle had reached this side.
Shu Zi faced Xie Hui. Xie Hui's dual blade technique was not inferior to his own spear technique, resulting in both going all out without excessive fanfare. It was a fifty-fifty situation; both were fighting at their peak, searching for each other's weaknesses.
They were both acutely aware of this. Blades swung continuously, hundreds of blade lights colliding and surging forward. The spear thrust out, carrying the power of the Heavenly Dao, startling heaven and earth. Explosions erupted, and from the blasts, blades scattered in all directions, forming a cage that trapped Shu Zi at its center.
The cage appeared flimsy. The spear twirled around his waist, rotating 360 degrees, extending its length. The spear pierced through the cage, forming a circular blade of spear energy. This move was easily countered.
Is that all? Of course not. Xie Hui's move was not that simple. The moment the spear pierced the cage, Xie Hui threw his dual blades. The dissipating blade lights flew towards the dual blades, embedding themselves within them. The dual blades spun, becoming boomerangs, their edges forming blade barriers and armor.
The power of the dual blades increased significantly. Shu Zi dared not be careless, finally understanding Xie Hui's intention. He continuously flicked his spear, thrusting it out, forming a blooming spear blade lotus. The lotus opened its petals into a shield. The dual blades struck it, being repelled. Xie Hui was already in position, catching the dual blades with both hands.
"Not bad, your reaction is quick."
Regarding reaction time, this move was launched abruptly. The previous cage was merely a prelude. The speed at which the dual blades were thrown was something few could react to and defend against.
Everyone knew it was difficult to handle. They still hadn't found a weakness, and the fight was heading towards a stalemate. Their side was fighting steadily, unlike the ferocity on Ge Zi's side.
On Qing Yun's battlefield, Qing Yun faced Xie San's scythe offense. His longsword defended lightly, but he was still at a disadvantage. The constant scythe attacks and hook lock attacks made it difficult to adapt with multiple weapons.
"What to do? There must be a way. Otherwise, this situation can't be reversed."
He thought calmly, a flash of inspiration striking him. He recalled a saying. His previously light swordplay turned fierce. The longsword clashed directly with the scythe, sparks flying. This sword strike was more powerful than his previous style.
It even forced Xie San back. Xie San looked at Qing Yun, this guy had completely changed his style.
"It's working. Indeed, to deal with multiple weapons, one must use multiple styles."
Qing Yun's expression was serene.
"It seems you've found a way to cope, but an unfamiliar sword style can be fatal."
Fighting with an unaccustomed sword technique often exposes many weaknesses, a grave mistake in combat.
"That's not your concern. Now, let's see how you maintain the initiative."
Qing Yun was also aware of the drawbacks of this approach. His swordplay had always been light. Suddenly changing styles exposed many flaws, but it was the only way to deal with the Xie Jiang before him.
He couldn't be blamed. As long as he could win, any price was worth paying. Moreover, their battle was one where lives were at stake.
There was no room for sparring.