Boom!
A ferocious shockwave raged across the arena!
Thud, thud, thud!
Lin Yun was jolted back once more.
“Holy Light Extinction Art!”
Steadying himself, Lin Yun swiftly formed seals, unleashing this move.
As fierce winds whipped around, his aura spiked noticeably.
By then, Wang Luo’s next attack was already bearing down, and Lin Yun swung his sword to meet it.
Clang!
Their terrifying strikes collided, this time Lin Yun held firm, neither gaining an edge.
“Lin Yun, this isn’t over yet!”
Wang Luo’s spear quivered, splitting into multiple spear shadows, raining down on Lin Yun with astonishing speed!
Lin Yun swung his sword with all he had, their attacks blurring into afterimages.
Wang Luo’s spear strikes, blindingly fast!
Up to this point, every clash filled Lin Yun with a life-or-death pressure, his heart racing, blood pumping faster, mind locked in total focus.
Wang Luo’s onslaught, pushing Lin Yun to the brink, triggered his primal survival instinct, fully awakened.
Back on Earth, science explains it: when life’s threatened, like being chased by a rabid dog, adrenaline spikes, breathing quickens for oxygen, heart and blood speed up, fuelling the body with energy, sharpening reactions, making you run faster.
Danger hits, and you feel your pulse pound, that’s adrenaline kicking in.
Under Wang Luo’s assault, Lin Yun’s potential surged, putting him in peak form to handle anything.
“Come on! Bring it!”
Lin Yun roared, slashing wildly.
He loved this feeling, teetering on the edge of life and death, it fired him up!
The weight of winning the title, gone from his mind, victory didn’t even matter anymore!
Sure, Lin Yun was still slightly on the back foot, the one being pressed, but to him, that wasn’t the point!
Win or lose, irrelevant!
He craved this raw, exhilarating fight.
As for Sky-Shaking Hand, being on the defensive left no chance to close in on Wang Luo, whose spear outranged Lin Yun’s sword, keeping distance easy.
The battle gripped the crowd, eyes glued.
“Keep this up, Lin Yun’s bound to lose eventually.”
“Not necessarily, he hasn’t used that trump card from beating Li Shi, that might be the game-changer, his shot at winning could hinge on it.”
…
The chatter swirled.
On the arena.
“Haha, brilliant! But it’s not enough!”
“Wang Luo, show me the trick you used to beat Jiang Fengyu! This alone won’t take me down!” Lin Yun roared mid-swing.
He’d watched Wang Luo’s fight with Jiang Fengyu, knew the killer spear technique that clinched it.
Lin Yun figured he’d face it eventually, might as well call it out now.
Lose? Didn’t matter anymore!
He just wanted a fiercer fight!
Like against Li Shi, Lin Yun could use Sky-Shaking Hand, wield his weapon with it, channelling its power through the strike.
Not as brutal as a direct sneak attack, but still potent without needing close range, a solid boost.
Pair it with the bracer’s power, and it’s a lethal combo!
He hadn’t used it yet, knowing from Wang Luo’s bout with Jiang Fengyu that he had more up his sleeve.
With his current inner power, Sky-Shaking Hand maxed at twice per fight, bracer power just once.
So Lin Yun couldn’t waste it, if Wang Luo countered it, he’d be out of tricks.
“Fighting you’s a blast, since you’re so eager, fine, feast your eyes on my ace, forcing me to use this, even if you lose, it’s a damn fine loss—without me, you might’ve topped Jiang Fengyu for the crown,” Wang Luo grinned.
“Jinluo Spear Art! Shadowless Spear!”
His spear thrust out, fiercer, faster—so quick the afterimages vanished, elusive and wild!
Lin Yun swung his sword in a flash.
Boom boom boom!
Terrifying clashes erupted across the arena.
A sneaky thrust like a giant python, a rolling overhead smash, a domineering sweep, or a split-second pole strike.
“So fast! Insane spearwork!”
Lin Yun gritted his teeth, barely keeping up with Wang Luo’s onslaught, his potential squeezed to the limit!
This Shadowless Spear, speed off the charts, Lin Yun’s swings couldn’t match it, Wang Luo’s pace was nuts, and the spear’s power had jumped too.
Plus, his moves were unpredictable—thrusts, overhead chops, sweeping arcs, sudden pole snaps…
Lin Yun, steadily retreating.
After a fierce thrust, Wang Luo’s spear twisted into a wild arc, slamming down!
Too fast—Lin Yun couldn’t block this time!
Defend long enough, you’ll crack, especially with that speed gap.
Boom!
The spear shaft smashed Lin Yun’s chest.
“Pfft!”
Lin Yun spat blood, shoved back uncontrollably.
But his face, no trace of pain, those dark eyes blazing with a mad hunger for the fight!
“Lin Yun’s done for!”
“Jiang Fengyu, top of the leaderboard, fell to this move too, looks like Lin Yun’s following suit.”
“His realm’s the weak spot, all his tricks go to patching that gap.”
…
Every guest, eyes locked on the arena.
The Heavenly Sword Sect leader, Mo Qing, all staring, tense, hearts pounding!
They knew, Lin Yun was likely toast.
But win or lose, he was giving it everything!
“Beat him! Beat him!” Gu Dong, Gao Yuan, Hao Yuntian, all itching for Lin Yun to crash.
They craved seeing him fall, broken and humiliated!
