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Chapter 85

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Luo Quan was as still as water and as agile as a rabbit. The broadsword flashed along with Luo Quan's figure, leaving behind an afterimage.

"What a fast speed!" Someone in the audience exclaimed. Luo Quan's movement was not seen clearly by many people.

But Su Yun was an exception!

Seeing Luo Quan's broadsword approaching as fast as lightning, Luo Quan's broadsword was already in front of his eyes.

It was already close to his face. The fiery red blade flashed. There was no fancy blade shadow, only an overbearing aura! A simple broadsword with a domineering aura sealed off all of Su Yun's paths of retreat.

This move, he could only accept it!

Su Yun took a moment to relax. Taking a deep breath, his dantian surged with spirit energy, gathering it in his hands. His crystal clear hands seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost.

Su Yun did not retreat, but instead advanced. Without waiting for Luo Quan's move to mature, he took a step forward. At the same time, his hands bent into a strange arc, stretching out from the back of the broadsword and tightly clamping down on the broadsword.

Luo Quan seemed to have expected that he would respond in this way. Snorting coldly in his heart, his wrist shook slightly, and the broadsword suddenly exploded. A glaring red light flashed, and a fiery red shadow expanded rapidly from the broadsword. At the same time, the spirit energy on the broadsword surged, and the broadsword emitted a slight buzzing sound.

Su Yun was shocked. The broadsword in his hand was out of control. Boundless spirit energy passed through Su Yun's palms, wanting to attack his body.

Su Yun's dantian surged with spirit energy, and the strength in his hands increased rapidly. At this moment, the fierce offensive became a contest of spirit energy.

The battle suddenly became a stalemate. At this moment, with Su Yun's hands and the broadsword as the center, the two people madly released their spirit energy. Their clothes and long hair fluttered without any wind.

Waves of spirit energy were emitted from the two people's bodies. Half of it was dark blue, and the other half was fiery red, like layers of ripples.

When the audience saw the two fighting to this point, they all looked solemn and released their spiritual energy to offset the impact of the two's battle.

Luo Quan's face was slightly distorted, and his muscles were tense. His spiritual power had been pushed to the extreme, and his expression of pain was restrained, but it could still be seen at a glance.

Su Yun's condition was not much better. The spirit energy in his Dan Sea was constantly flowing out, and the Nine Revolutions Primordial Chaos Technique was operating at a crazy speed. Blue veins popped out on his crystal clear hands, and the sweat on his forehead was evaporated by the spirit energy before it could even drip down.

The battle had reached its climax. Although it seemed calm, the dangers within far surpassed the saber lights and sword shadows.

Because of the impact of the spirit waves, the audience below the stage didn't even dare to breathe loudly in this austere atmosphere. They were afraid that they would alarm the two people who were at a critical moment and affect the battle situation.

After about the time it took to brew a cup of tea, the two of them were tense, and they were clearly in a weakened state.

"Boom …" A deafening sound, like a sudden clap of thunder, seemed to explode in everyone's hearts.

The two people in the ring staggered back a few steps as if they were struck by lightning. They barely stabilized their bodies, but neither of them was willing to admit defeat. At the same time, they raised their heads and looked at each other. Their fighting spirit was strong, and it seemed that sparks were bursting out.

The two of them bowed slightly, like tigers about to pounce on their prey, ready to attack.

The audience had just relaxed their mood, but they immediately tensed up again.

They were evenly matched again.

"Again!" Luo Quan roared.

Su Yun smiled and shook his head. The Heaven Seizing Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he said, "Not again, my time is limited. I can't play with you anymore."

When the people below the stage heard his words, their hearts suddenly trembled. Could it be that he didn't fight with all his strength before this? Now, he wanted to end the battle! Did he have the strength to do so?

This was the second day of the Freshmen Competition. It was almost afternoon, and the revival of the top 16 might have already begun. This was Su Yun's chance, his last chance. It couldn't be missed, and it wouldn't come again!

Luo Quan couldn't figure out Su Yun's strength for a while, but he didn't want to admit it. Could it be that his strength in the middle stage of the Spiritual Leader Realm, and his combat strength was ranked 58th on the Ling Jue List, couldn't defeat this unknown guy?

Luo Quan's thoughts flashed through his mind, and in the next moment, he directly raised his fiery red broadsword and attacked!

The corner of Su Yun's mouth lifted slightly. Now, he knew his own spiritual power. Luo Quan was definitely the best in the middle stage of the Spiritual Leader Realm, and his own spiritual power was on par with Luo Quan's. At this time, he had just stepped into the early stage of the Spiritual Leader Realm, and his condition wasn't the best, so …

There was no time to think. The fiery red broadsword formed countless shadows, and a strong wind blew in his face.

The Heaven Seizing Sword in Su Yun's hand didn't show its sharpness, and didn't use any Sword Qi. Three layers of Return Wave Force were poured in, and the Heaven Seizing Sword directly performed the "squeeze" formula of Taiji Fist's Grasping the Bird's Tail. With one sticking and one guiding, the broadsword's momentum changed. Su Yun's sword edge turned, and he quickly turned around, and slapped Luo Quan's back. Luo Quan immediately staggered a few steps forward.

Luo Quan's eyes were red, and he suddenly turned around, swung his broadsword, and slashed horizontally.

Su Yun's sword edge flicked, and the tip of the sword moved. It was the "entanglement" formula. The Heaven Seizing Sword, together with the fiery red broadsword, danced continuously, and the Return Wave Force was transmitted to Luo Quan's palm along with the broadsword.

Luo Quan only felt a shock in his hand, and the web between his thumb and forefinger hurt. The fiery red broadsword in his hand was about to fly out. Luo Quan clenched his teeth, and his spiritual power madly revolved, and he tightly grasped the handle of the broadsword.

Su Yun increased the strength in his hand again, and his wrist shook rapidly.

"Go!" Su Yun shouted, and the fiery red broadsword in Luo Quan's hand flew out directly, and it was inserted into the floor under the stage, trembling constantly, and making a slight buzzing sound.

The audience under the stage saw the sudden change in the situation on the stage, and they unconsciously shook their heads and sighed. No one expected that this young man, who was not optimistic, could force Luo Quan, who was ranked 58th on the Ling Jue List, into such a situation.

However, how could Luo Quan be willing to accept this?

Luo Quan stretched out his hand, and the fiery red broadsword inserted into the floor buzzed even more, as if it wanted to fly back to Luo Quan's hand from there.

"150,000 contribution points, I will kindly accept it." Su Yun's voice came, and it seemed to be very close. Luo Quan tilted his head slightly, and his neck seemed to touch something cold. Next to him, less than a foot away, was a young face with a warm smile.

The people under the stage were very quiet, and no one had expected this ending. Su Yun's rusted iron sword was now on Luo Quan's neck.

Luo Quan seemed to have yet to recover from his shock, and the spiritual power in his hand was still circulating crazily. Around the entire ring, only the fiery red broadsword inserted into the ground was emitting a slight buzzing sound, which was extremely ear-piercing at this moment.

"Buzz …" A heavy buzzing sound ended the noise, followed by the sound of something breaking through the air.

Su Yun's rusted iron sword slightly moved forward, and the sharp rusted iron sword had cut Luo Quan's neck. The piercing pain finally made him recover.

"Peng …" The fiery red broadsword that flew into the air fell to the ground powerlessly, making a crisp sound.

"I lost …" Luo Quan closed his eyes and said slowly.

Su Yun was stunned. He did not expect this arrogant and despotic guy to accept defeat so calmly.

Su Yun's wrist turned, and the tip of the Heaven Seizing Sword turned.

"You can still win." Su Yun carried the rusted iron sword on his back again.

Luo Quan suddenly opened his eyes, and then slightly darkened, and said, "Humph, no more nonsense, the bet is in your hands, you can go."

Luo Quan still had many tricks that he had not used, such as the other two ultimate moves of the 72 Paths of Tyrannical Blade Art. Although he was not reconciled, he was convinced of his loss.

Su Yun did not say much. After all, although Luo Quan was arrogant and despotic, he had his own pride.

Su Yun turned around and gently jumped down from the ring. The people below the ring had not left yet, and seemed to be reminiscing about this wonderful battle.

The crowd consciously made a path for Su Yun, and he slowly walked away.

This battle had deeply engraved the image of this resolute young man with a rusted iron sword on his back in everyone's mind.

Until Su Yun's figure could not be seen, no one asked his name and origin. Here, no one knew him, but everyone knew him.

Until he walked far away, Su Yun's heart was secretly happy. This battle not only allowed him to understand his current combat strength, but also earned him 150,000 contribution points. It could be said that he only profited and did not lose.

Su Yun did not jump from the branches, but walked on the forest path. In the process of walking, he summed up the experience of this battle, and at the same time, recovered a lot of spiritual power that his Dan Sea had consumed.

Although it was now ten o 'clock in the afternoon, the final revival competition would be very fierce, and it should not end in this period of time.

The time was just right. Su Yun's eyes flashed with fighting spirit.

Freshman Competition! This young master is back!

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