Up front.
“This Lin Yun, he’s barely holding on, barring a miracle, he’ll soon be thoroughly beaten, just like Jiang Fengyu, but fighting this well at Second-Order Mahayana Realm is already damn impressive,” the suave immortal remarked.
“Mm,” the other immortals nodded.
Jin Yao’er’s lovely eyes, locked tight on the arena, “This bloke, about to lose? So what? This result’s plenty good!”
On the arena.
Though hit, Lin Yun didn’t panic, with win or lose off his mind, what was there to fear or fret?
He had no grudge with Wang Luo, unlike against Li Shi, where Lin Yun burned to win.
Not only unfazed, Lin Yun relished this ‘dancing on a knife’s edge’ thrill!
Shedding those shackles, he hit peak form.
“Lin Yun, you’re done!”
Wang Luo’s spear, once more cloaked in terrifying power, bore down on Lin Yun, too fast to track!
“Not that easy!”
Lin Yun roared, swinging his sword full force to block!
Boom boom boom!
The fierce clashes kept coming.
Lin Yun still held off on bracer power and Sky-Shaking Hand, Wang Luo’s attacks too swift, too wild, even if Lin Yun wanted to use them, he couldn’t get the shot.
“Faster! Faster! Push me harder!”
Lin Yun craved his sword speeding up to counter Wang Luo’s onslaught.
His potential, already maxed out.
Under that pressure, Lin Yun’s sword speed, actually started creeping up, just barely getting quicker!
At the banquet’s front.
“Look! Lin Yun’s sword moves just got faster!” the scruffy immortal exclaimed.
“Bloody hell!” the other immortals, including Emperor Xingwu, clocked it too.
“To hit peak state in a crisis like this, using the enemy’s pressure to level up, this lad’s a bloody fight junkie!” Li Ba marvelled.
Though Wang Luo’s attacks were a blur to most, these immortals saw it clear as day.
So, they knew exactly how Lin Yun pulled it off.
“This Lin Yun, he’s mine! Don’t you lot dare snatch him!” the suave immortal declared.
…
On the arena.
“Haha, faster! My sword speed’s picking up!”
Lin Yun caught the shift in his swordplay, joy bursting out.
This change, gave him a fresh take on swordsmanship.
Forced out by Wang Luo, like being chased by a thug, even if you’re usually slow, you’d push past your normal limits.
Of course, speeding up wasn’t that simple, beyond potential kicking in, it tied to Lin Yun’s sword mastery, and crucially, shedding the mental weight of winning, diving fully into the fight!
Lin Yun’s breakthrough in speed, came from multiple factors, Wang Luo’s pressure just the spark.
All in all, his sword speed climbed, and his swordsmanship, climbed with it!
Boom boom boom!
With faster swings, Lin Yun went wild, parrying Wang Luo’s lightning strikes!
“Haha, epic! Wang Luo, huge thanks! You’ve boosted my swordplay!”
Lin Yun laughed hard, swinging harder.
“You git, using my attacks as training!” Wang Luo’s face darkened.
Half a fight, and he’d become Lin Yun’s sparring dummy, sparking his potential, pushing his speed? What a joke!
“Lin Yun, you’re a right pain, I’m done playing! Time to end it!”
“You’ve pushed me to my last ace, at least you’re a cut above Jiang Fengyu, he didn’t even force this out of me!”
“So, lose with honour!”
With a bellow, Wang Luo’s aura surged, his strength jumping again.
His spear, flared with golden light, then roared forth with terrifying force, speed still insane!
“Heavenly Rainbow Sword Art, Ninth Form, Focus!”
Lin Yun’s sword trembled, power surging, a dazzling rainbow glow rising.
He’d only mastered up to the eighth form before, the ninth, he’d trained but never nailed.
But with his sword speed boost, Lin Yun felt ready to pull off the ninth!
A Saint Spirit-grade technique, its power spoke for itself.
From eighth to ninth, a clear leap in might.
Lin Yun slashed out, sword light pouring like a rainbow torrent!
“Now!”
“Bracer Power, erupt!”
A unique energy leapt from the bracer, fusing into the sword.
“Sky-Shaking Hand, erupt!”
A terrifying aura coiled around Lin Yun’s palm, black scales layering up, pulsing with staggering force!
Sky-Shaking Hand’s power, flooded into the sword!
Both attacks, lightning-fast, the instant Lin Yun triggered it, their weapons clashed hard!
In a flash, the whole arena shook!
The force in their strikes, channelled through their weapons, burst out like a dam breaking!
“Pfft!”
Wang Luo’s face twisted, blood spewing, hurled back uncontrollably!
This, was the chance!
“Wang Luo, it’s over!”
“Sky-Shaking Hand!”
Lin Yun triggered it again, nearly draining his inner power dry.
“Heavenly Rainbow Sword Art, Ninth Form, Refocus!”
The sword turned to rainbow light, laced with Sky-Shaking Hand’s might, slashing at the reeling Wang Luo!
After that last brutal hit, Wang Luo, already battered, stumbled back, off-balance, facing Lin Yun’s fresh assault, he braced his spear to block!
Boom!
The rainbow sword light struck the spear, Wang Luo couldn’t hold it, the glow grazed past his hands, he dodged desperately, but the sword still carved a long, deep gash across his chest!
“Pfft!”
Another blood spray, Wang Luo crashed into a corner, blood pooling, staining his robe red.
Lin Yun halted, sword at his back, staring at Wang Luo.
“Wang Luo, you’ve lost!”
By now, Lin Yun’s inner power, tapped out, no juice left for a strong hit.
But Wang Luo, badly wounded, Lin Yun reckoned his fighting shape was worse, no pills allowed onstage, no instant recovery for him!
