C463 The Battle for the Sword
Under everyone's attention, the two figures on the arena were rapidly approaching each other. They were both using sword skills, and both of them were emitting an aura of destruction.
Lee Zhuohua pointed his Right Hand Sword at Yan Zhengtine. Although he knew that the opponent's sword technique was the Spirit Sword Lord, he was still curious to know how far Yan Zhengtine had studied this sword technique. He wanted to use the Holy Spirit Sword Technique to find out.
Yan Zhengtine, on the other hand, was carrying a bright yellow sword shadow as he faced Lee Zhuohua. He was different from Lee Zhuohua, and he did not know the true origin of his family's sword technique. The reason why he compared it to Lee Zhuohua's sword technique was to figure out the connection between his family's sword technique and Lee Zhuohua's sword technique.
"Yes."
Yan Zhengtine shouted in a low voice. The bright yellow sword shadow behind him also sensed it. After a slight tremble, it stood in front of him and pointed the sword tip at Lee Zhuohua's pure white sword Qi.
Finally, the two of them started fighting in the arena.
"Clang!"
The pure white sword Qi clashed with the bright yellow sword-shadow, and issued an ear-piercing sound of metal clashing against metal.
At the same time, a ripple that could be seen with the naked eye spread out from the point where the two sword shadows intersected. The transparent aftermath was like a cover, enveloping Lee Zhuohua and Yan Zhengtine.
But they did not stop their attacks just because of the aftershock of the sword shadows. The two sword shadows only met for an instant before both of them began to circulate their own Stellar Energy and slashed at each other in succession according to their own sword techniques.
"Clink! Clink! Clink..."
The sounds of swords clashing continuously came from the arena, and on the arena, one could also see the surging sword qi in all directions. It was the aftermath of the battle between Lee Zhuohua and Yan Zhengtine.
The disciples below the arena watched the two people fighting on the arena with great interest. It was different from the previous battles between Track Of Ren Yun and Duan Qianqian, and different from the previous crushing battles as well.
This match between Lee Zhuohua and the other man could be said to be a match made in chess, and it was difficult to determine the winner.
"These two are experts in the way of the sword. In terms of the sword, the sword should be sharp. There will definitely be a winner and loser between them. But no matter who wins, the result will not be very good." Some people below the arena said in a fair way.
Although most of the older students were leaning towards Yan Zhengtine's victory, when they saw the intense battle on the arena, they did not dare to raise their original opinion anymore. Now, everyone could tell that Lee Zhuohua really had the strength to compete with Yan Zhengtine.
As for the freshmen, their faces were filled with excitement when they saw the scene of Lee Zhuohua competing with Yan Zhengtine. To them, the stronger Lee Zhuohua was, the more proud the freshmen Lee Zhuohua represented.
Invisibly, the senior students and the new students transferred their sense of honor and disgrace into the two of them who were fighting fiercely in the arena.
Lee Zhuohua and the other disciple didn't know what was going through the minds of the disciples below the arena. They only knew that their opponent's sword techniques were not weaker than their own. If they were slightly careless, the victor would be decided very quickly.
"Boom!"
The two's sword qi clashed once again. This time, the force of the collision was even stronger than the previous ones. A white beam swept out in all directions with the two of them as the center.
The two men's bodies were also pushed back because of the huge impact this time.
"Bang, bang, bang..." Lee Zhuohua took two steps back and stabilized his body. He looked at Yan Zhengtine with a serious expression.
Prior to this, although Lee Zhuohua had a premonition that Yan Zhengtine's strength was not weak, he still did not expect that Yan Zhengtine could fight with him to such an extent. Especially when he thought about how Yan Zhengtine had yet to use Sanhua, his heart sank.
It could be said that Yan Zhengtine was the first strong opponent that Lee Zhuohua had encountered among his peers since he came to this world.
"Deng! Deng! Deng! Deng! Deng!" On the other side, Yan Zhengtine had to take five steps back before he could stabilize his body.
Although the two of them had retreated a different number of steps, the outcome was not determined by that. At most, it could be said that Lee Zhuohua had won the battle just now, and Yan Zhengtine did not care about it.
He raised his head and looked at Lee Zhuohua. His eagle-like sharp eyes were locked on Lee Zhuohua's body. He did not expect Lee Zhuohua to have such strength to fight him to such an extent, but there was a trace of excitement in the depths of his eyes, as if it was a fighting spirit caused by the strength of his opponent.
"His sword skills are different from mine, but there are more similarities. It seems that I was right." Yan Zhengtine thought about the scene of him fighting with Lee Zhuohua and thought to himself.
Lee Zhuohua was also recalling the scene of his fight with Yan Zhengtine.
"She is indeed worthy of being Ye Changkong's wife. Her accomplishments in the way of the sword are not much weaker than that of Ye Changkong. Although the sword technique that he used when we fought just now was not as exquisite as the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, it was still more dangerous in terms of moves." Lee Zhuohua thought back to the move that Yan Zhengtine had used just now, and commented in his heart.
After the two of them retreated, they did not rush to make a move. They were both recalling each other's sword techniques. However, their actions made the audience below the arena anxious.
The fight was clearly very intense just a moment ago, but why did it become quiet in the blink of an eye? The audience did not understand what the two people on the arena were thinking.
"What kind of tricks are they playing? Why aren't they continuing?"
"What do you know? They are looking for the opponent's weakness so that they can defeat them with one strike."
At this moment, the audience below the arena had begun to discuss why these two people stopped fighting. However, they still could not guess the true intention of the two people on the arena.
At this moment, in the direction of the main audience stands, after the two Prefecture Masters saw the fight between Lee Zhuohua and the other man, they started to discuss.
"Don't you think that their sword techniques are very similar?" After watching the intense battle between Lee Zhuohua and Lih Hongtao, Chu Angsheng's eyes seemed to be filled with wisdom. He seemed to have understood something and spoke to Lih Hongtao who was beside him.
Lih Hongtao's cultivation level was not lower than Chu Angsheng's, so his eyesight was not bad and he was able to detect what Chu Angsheng was trying to detect.
"Indeed, but I heard that Yan Zhengtine's sword technique is his family's absolute art, but if that's the case, then where did Lee Zhuohua learn this sword technique?" Lih Hongtao was also aware of Yan Zhengtine's situation, which was why he was curious as to why Lee Zhuohua would also have a sword technique similar to Yan Zhengtine.
After he asked this question, Chu Angsheng did not answer. Instead, he silently watched the two figures on the arena, as if he was thinking about something.
His gaze turned back to the arena, Lee Zhuohua and Yan Zhengtine seemed to have a tacit understanding, and at this time, they did not continue fighting. They looked at each other seriously, and each of them had a different thought in their hearts.
"Although Spirit Sword Lord's sword techniques are indeed not bad, they are still lacking when compared to the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. Furthermore, his sword techniques seem incomplete, as if they are incomplete." Lee Zhuohua, with his sharp senses, had noticed the problem when he fought with Yan Zhengtine.
Yan Zhengtine's family's sword technique was indeed incomplete, but the reason was unknown.