“It seems Lin Yun is about to strike back!”
“This match has become even more intriguing, and the outcome is now impossible to predict.”
“I must admit, I underestimated Lin Yun. His defence is truly terrifying, but to counterattack, defence alone won’t do. He needs a strong enough attack to threaten Cao Jun.”
…
The Immortals in attendance were already deeply invested in the match.
News of Lin Yun effortlessly withstanding Cao Jun’s three moves had spread like wildfire through the communication bracelets, sparking heated discussions among the Immortals.
“Huoyun, your disciple is impressive. It looks like Cao Jun has no chance of defeating him,” the master of Xiaoyao Tower couldn’t help but remark.
Then, he added, “However, for Lin Yun to defeat Cao Jun is no easy task. His powerful physical body grants him formidable defence, but to win, he’ll need to rely on attack.”
Everyone understood that strong defence could keep one undefeated, but defeating Cao Jun required a sufficiently powerful attack.
Lin Yun and Cao Jun were two realms apart—Lin Yun at the First Eternal Realm, Cao Jun at the Third. Even if Lin Yun’s physical cultivation bolstered his strength to bridge some of the gap, the primary benefit of physical cultivation was defence, with strength enhancement being secondary.
Thus, everyone knew that even with Lin Yun’s high physical cultivation, overcoming a two-realm gap and defeating Cao Jun would require an attack stronger than a Third Eternal Realm’s, which was extremely difficult!
“Let’s keep watching. The worst outcome is a draw,” Emperor Huoyun said with a faint smile.
Even if Lin Yun’s attack couldn’t defeat Cao Jun, ending in a draw was already a remarkable result for Emperor Huoyun, putting his mind at ease.
After all, Lin Yun was only in the First Eternal Realm and had been an Immortal for less than a month. Even a draw against Cao Jun would be a proud achievement, enough to make a name for himself in the Heavenly God Palace!
On the stage.
Though uneasy, Cao Jun’s reason told him not to fear.
“Lin Yun, I underestimated you. Your defence is indeed formidable, but defence alone won’t defeat me!” Cao Jun said, his face grim.
“Senior Cao Jun, I’ve only shown my strong defence so far. That doesn’t mean I’m only good at defending,” Lin Yun replied with a smile.
“Now, let me show you my attack!”
With that, a torrent of internal energy surged within Lin Yun, converging into his treasure sword.
“Here it comes!”
“Shadow Sword Art, Seventh Form!”
Lin Yun’s sword transformed into a sword shadow, launching a sharp attack toward Cao Jun in an instant!
At the same time, the power of his physical cultivation erupted, and his Heaven-Shaking Hand technique burst forth.
“Hmph, you think this can defeat me?”
“Ten Directions Annihilation Blade, Eighth Form, Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea!”
Enveloped in light, Cao Jun swung his war blade fiercely, raising eight blade shadows in the air, all striking toward Lin Yun!
Cao Jun’s various techniques were layered into the attack.
In the audience.
“The Shadow Sword Art is Emperor Huoyun’s signature technique, and the Ten Directions Annihilation Blade is Emperor Xingwu’s. This is signature against signature!”
“As expected of a clash between the emperors’ prized disciples. This is truly fascinating!”
The Immortals exclaimed, their eyes locked on the stage.
Of course, Emperors Xingwu and Huoyun watched with a hint of tension.
Though they weren’t fighting, this was, in a sense, a contest between them.
On the stage.
Boom!
The attacks collided with earth-shaking force.
The clash didn’t break Cao Jun’s attack.
“Lin Yun, you think you can defeat me with this? You’re still far off!” Cao Jun sneered.
Cao Jun’s blade technique was strong, bolstered by his numerous techniques.
“Lin Yun’s attack was indeed powerful, thanks to the strength from his physical body. Even a Second Eternal Realm opponent might have struggled, but it’s still not enough to defeat Cao Jun.”
“Indeed, Lin Yun’s swordsmanship isn’t even as refined as Cao Jun’s blade technique. He’s relying purely on his physical strength to gain an edge!”
“It’s perfectly reasonable that Lin Yun’s swordsmanship lags behind Cao Jun’s blade technique. How many years has Lin Yun been training compared to Cao Jun’s years of blade practice? Can they even be compared?”
“It seems Cao Jun’s attacks can’t harm Lin Yun, and Lin Yun’s attacks aren’t enough to defeat Cao Jun. This match might really end in a draw.”
“Even a draw showcases Lin Yun’s incredible talent. Surpassing Cao Jun in the future is a certainty—he’s just limited by his short cultivation time.”
The Immortals in the audience sighed.
Though Lin Yun hadn’t won, his performance today was enough to convince everyone of his prodigious talent!
On the stage.
“Senior Cao Jun, that was just an appetizer. Don’t be impatient. I haven’t had a proper fight in ages, so let me warm up a bit, alright?” Lin Yun said, still smiling.
During the twenty years Lin Yun was poisoned, he hadn’t fought at all. Even after arriving in the Wuji Realm, he relied on his physical cultivation’s power. It had been years since Lin Yun had engaged in a truly challenging battle.
With that, the power in Lin Yun’s treasure sword gathered again.
“Here we go again!”
The sword, carrying an unstoppable momentum, shot toward Cao Jun once more.
“Shadow Sword Art, Eighth Form!”
The sword’s power surged dramatically.
Clang!
Their attacks clashed again. After one strike, Lin Yun’s sword swiftly flowed into another powerful attack toward Cao Jun.
“Clang, clang, clang!”
The collisions were fiercely intense.
In the audience.
“Lin Yun has mastered the Shadow Sword Art to the Eighth Form?” Bing Yi exclaimed in shock.
Bing Yi had been stuck at the Seventh Form for over two thousand years, unable to progress to the Eighth, yet Lin Yun had achieved it.
The higher the form in this sword art, the harder it was to master. Some below the Immortal Realm practiced it and got stuck at the Fifth Form, unable to advance further.
The master of Xiaoyao Tower couldn’t help but sigh, “Huoyun, your disciple is remarkable. In such a short time, he’s mastered the Shadow Sword Art to the Eighth Form. You must have put great effort into teaching him.”
Emperor Huoyun gave a faint smile in response, but inwardly, he was utterly shocked.
Lin Yun mastering the Shadow Sword Art to the Eighth Form? He had no idea!
