"Mr. An Lin, why don't you make the first move?"
"In this space, your sword intent will materialize. Make sure to combine your comprehension when you attack!"
Jiang Yanan held his sword in his hand as he spoke elegantly.
If he made the first move, then An Lin would have no chance. Hence, he asked An Lin to make the first move so that he could give him some pointers.
An Lin nodded seriously. He thought for a moment and decided to use the Wind Sword of the Six Techniques of the War God. This move was one of his trump cards, so it shouldn't be too embarrassing.
As soon as he thought of this, white streams of wind started to envelop his longsword.
Instantly, the air currents around him started to surge.
Behind him, the image of a man suddenly appeared out of thin air.
This man held the heavens in his hand, stirring up the winds and clouds. Finally, he condensed the air into a sword and pointed it at Jiang Yanan.
The disciples on the drill ground originally weren't paying attention to An Lin. Now that they saw this grand scene, they couldn't help but focus their attention on An Lin.
"Is this sword intent strong or weak?"
"I don't know. This is also my first time watching a battle between sword intents."
"However, judging from his appearance, he seems very powerful."
"Hmph, it's just an empty stance. In the end, it was broken by God Jiang's sword."
…
Compared to the spectators on the drill ground who didn't know the truth, Jiang Yanan's eyes were wide open, and his face was full of shock.
He was someone who had faced An Lin's sword intent directly, so he could feel this kind of intent very directly.
This kind of pressure that gathered the winds and clouds of heaven and earth, this kind of arrogant and domineering aura caused his entire body to tremble.
Jiang Yanan knew that the person standing in front of him was definitely a prodigy.
No … he was the greatest enemy of his life!
"Sword, come!" Jiang Yanan opened his hand, and the space around him started to tremble. Immediately afterward, a pitch-black crack started to appear in the space. Endless chaos and black aura that could devour everything gathered in the sword, causing the sword to shine with a black glow as if it was going to suck and devour everything.
"This sword is called Terminus. It can shatter space and sever time!" Jiang Yanan held the black sword in his hand and prepared to slash at An Lin.
Seeing this, An Lin's eyes widened.
F * ck! Didn't you say you would let me make the first move? Why are you raising your sword to chop me now?
Jiang Yanan's expression was solemn, and his white hair fluttered in the wind. His posture was aloof, but he thought to himself, Damn it, if I let you make the first move, I won't be able to play anymore!
Just like that, Jiang Yanan charged toward An Lin with his Sword of Eradication glowing with a black light.
With a single thought, An Lin wanted to charge toward Jiang Yanan. However, to his surprise, the illusory figure of the man behind him pounced first. The white longsword in his hand was like a supreme light that could slice through the chaos, becoming the only color in his eyes!
Rumble!
The killing intent exploded in the crystal space, sweeping through the surroundings.
The imperial disciples on the martial arts practice field could only see the interweaving black and white colors on the screen. They could not see anything else. The two forces were like wild beasts tearing at each other.
At this moment, even the dumbest person would begin to realize that this man named An Lin's sword intent was absolutely superb.
A strange light appeared in Su Xin's eyes. He had seen duels of sword intent before, but this was the first time he had seen something like this. At this moment, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Fellow cultivator An Lin is indeed extraordinarily talented and extraordinary."
Su Qianyun did not say anything. Her beautiful eyes were glued to the image on the crystal screen.
The light slowly dissipated, and the two figures appeared on the screen once again.
Both of them were extremely disheveled. Both of them were covered in wounds, and their faces were covered in dirt.
"Oh my god, God Jiang is injured?!"
"That's not the point. The point is that An Lin can actually fight God Jiang to this extent."
"Is a new sword prodigy about to be born?"
Many disciples stared at the figure on the crystal screen in a daze. It was as if they had seen something unbelievable. They had originally thought that Jiang Yanan could easily crush An Lin, but it looked like that was not the case.
At this moment, the person who was the most shocked was Jiang Yanan, who was in the middle of the battle.
Never would he have thought that a passerby whom he had randomly picked as a negative example would be so terrifying.
I can't go on, I can't keep fighting …
Jiang Yanan raised his proud head. A gust of wind blew through the air again, causing his elegant and smooth white hair to flutter.
He looked at An Lin with a gentle gaze and said in a clear voice, "Thank you for letting me win!"
"Huh?" An Lin was dazed. What did he mean? Was it over?
Seeing An Lin's reaction, Jiang Yanan's chest tightened. He continued in a leisurely manner.
"I'm sure you also know that there's no point in continuing to fight like this.
"You've already lost. After all, that was your most powerful sword intent just now, right? I have to admit that you're really strong. I acknowledge you!
"However, I still have a backup plan. So, let's stop here …"
He still has a backup plan?
An Lin was dazed again. Then, he excitedly said, "What a coincidence! I also have a backup plan. Come, let's go again!"
Jiang Yanan's eyes widened, and his breathing also quickened. What … He still has a backup plan?!
What a coincidence? What a coincidence!
"Fellow Daoist An Lin, losing isn't scary. Just admit it openly. Only by facing yourself squarely can you continue to surpass yourself. You're the first person to force me into this situation. It's really not embarrassing to lose! "Jiang Yanan was still as graceful as ever.
However, he was roaring in his heart. F * ck, I've already praised you to this extent. Don't you understand human language? Hurry up and admit defeat!
An Lin nodded seriously. "Thank you for your acknowledgement, Fellow Daoist Jiang Yanan. However, this is a rare opportunity. I still have one last sword strike to unleash. If I don't, I'll regret it!"
He had already discovered that competing in sword intent here could increase his proficiency in sword techniques. Furthermore … it didn't consume any vital energy!
In the real world, he was unable to use the last few strikes of the Six Strikes of the War God due to the lack of vital energy in his body. However, he could do it here!
Not only could he use the Wind Sword of the Six Strikes of the War God, but … he could also use the last strike!
Since that was the case, why not seize this opportunity to experience it for himself?
Veins bulged on Jiang Yanan's forehead as he glared at An Lin. He felt as if a mouthful of blood was about to form in his chest.
"Six Strikes of the War God, sixth form, Divine Sword!"
A divine light flashed in An Lin's eyes. Instantly, a boundless might swept through heaven and earth. A dazzling golden light with a supreme divine might crashed into the surrounding space.
Boom! A terrifying mighty force tore through space and crushed everything in this world.
Before the sword had even been unleashed, Jiang Yanan and An Lin's bodies were swept into it …
The crystal screen was once again engulfed by a golden light. Everyone on the drill ground stared at this scene in astonishment.
Crack … A crisp sound rang out from within the crystal.
The intent realm crystal had cracked open …
An Lin and Jiang Yanan's consciousness returned. Both of them sat paralyzed on the ground with cold sweat pouring down their bodies.
Outside the arena, the imperial disciples all stared blankly at the cracked crystal and the two people who had returned. They fell into a strange silence.
"Second Brother, a battle of sword intents can actually crack the intent realm crystal?" Su Qianyun stared at An Lin in astonishment.
Su Xin grimaced. "Don't ask me. I've never seen anything like this …"
Jiang Yanan heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that An Lin's consciousness had also returned. It could be said that the battle had ended in a draw.
He was still the undefeated Sword God, Jiang Yanan!
Then, he discovered that all the spectating disciples were staring at the crystal in a daze. It was as if they had seen something inconceivable.
He curiously turned his gaze toward the intent realm crystal. His vision darkened, and he almost fainted from fright.
"My … My crystal …"
His show-off weapon cracked … destroyed …
Jiang Yanan's eyes widened. His lips trembled, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.
He was crying.
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