Chapter 323
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On the arena, Ye Qingtang and Ji Xianyuan had already exchanged more than a hundred blows.
The arena, which had already been shattered, was already on the verge of collapse under the unceasing impact.
As the sword flashed, Ye Qingtang pulled away from Ji Xianyuan and jumped to a corner of the arena.
Her delicate face was covered with sweat. It was unimaginable for ordinary people to forcefully break through to Connate Level Nine in such a short period of time. Ye Qingtang gave it her all to reach the realm she had today and to have the ability to fight with Ji Xianyuan.
However …
She could not drag on any longer.
Ye Qingtang narrowed her eyes.
She had just reached the peak of Connate Level Nine not long ago, and her spirit energy was definitely not as strong as Ji Xianyuan's. She was able to fight with Ji Xianyuan until now mostly because of the battle experience she accumulated in her previous life.
If this continued, her spirit energy might not be able to hold on any longer.
Ye Qingtang made a decision in her heart.
At this moment, Ji Xianyuan's breathing was also a little unstable. He was very surprised by Ye Qingtang's ability. If he did not fight with her personally, it was very hard for him to imagine that this fifteen-year-old girl had already reached Connate Level Nine!
However, just when Ji Xianyuan was about to attack, Ye Qingtang actually attacked first.
Ye Qingtang suddenly bent down and charged towards him. But what was surprising was that her sword was actually kept back into the shell. She rushed towards him, but her right hand was still on the sword hilt, and she did not have the intention to draw out her sword.
Ji Xianyuan vaguely felt that something was wrong, but Ye Qingtang had already attacked him. He immediately shouted, and all the spirit energy was instantly injected into the sharp sword in his hand. A strong stream of spirit energy swept over, and the moment he raised his sword, it was like countless whirlwinds gathered on the blade of his sword!
Ji Xianyuan's sword slashed down, and the strong sword aura smashed the ground around him into pieces. As the dust flew up, when Ye Qingtang approached him, her figure flashed in front of Ji Xianyuan. That petite figure seemed to have turned into two shadows in an instant, and no one could see where her real body was!
Ji Xianyuan's heart shook slightly. Before he could distinguish which one was real and which one was fake.
However, Ye Qingtang took advantage of the moment when he was distracted and lunged forward. She drew her sword and slashed at the fastest speed!
Ji Xianyuan only had time to see a ray of cold light shooting out from Ye Qingtang's waist. When he retracted his sword to counterattack, he suddenly realized …
The sharp sword in his hand, had unknowingly fallen onto the messy arena. The hand that was originally holding the sword, had a deep cut across the back of his hand, where the bone could be seen. Bright red blood, flowed along the web between his thumb and forefinger, and dripped onto the ground beside his feet.
A sharp pain quietly spread from his chest.
Ji Xianyuan lowered his head instinctively and suddenly saw that there was a wound on his chest …
Under the scorching sun, Ye Qingtang's sword was stained with blood. A drop of blood flowed down the tip of the sword and dripped in front of her.
The entire square was dead silent. Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ye Qingtang's sword.
"Senior Brother Ji, thank you for letting me win." Ye Qingtang flicked the blood off her sword and kept it back into the sheath.
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