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Lin Yun dodged to the side at the last moment before the blade reached his body.

When he pushed the Star Track Step to its limit, his body was like a star that had gone off track, sliding half a foot away along the edge of the blade energy.

The blade's energy missed its mark, striking the stone wall behind him and silently cutting three feet deep, leaving a smooth, mirror-like cut.

That's a really fast knife.

Before he could even regain his footing, the second knife had already arrived.

Ruri Jinguji's iaido technique had no pause between sheathing and drawing the sword; the flashing blades were continuous, like a crimson tide, one wave after another.

Lin Yun retreated seven steps, each step landing precisely on the gaps between the blades, his Spiritual Eye Technique fully activated.

The flow of her vital energy was crystal clear to him: before raising the knife, her vital energy first sank to her left foot, and when she retracted the knife, her vital energy first returned to her right shoulder...

I predicted it.

With his eighth strike, Lin Yun advanced instead of retreating, his dark blade slanting diagonally, the tip of his sword precisely striking the point where her attack was about to end.

Intercepting the flow.

With a clang, Ruri Jinguji's sword strike was deflected for the first time.

She took a step back, glanced down at her sword, and when she looked up again, the nonchalant composure in her eyes had faded: "Good swordsmanship. Seeing through the vital energy bottleneck, severing the flow with a single strike. The Jinguji school of Iaijutsu also follows this path."

"So in this battle," Lin Yun said, brandishing his sword, "it's a contest of who can see through whom first."

When the two fought again, the sounds of battle at the volcano seemed to fade into the distance.

The flashes of swords intertwined.

Ruri Jinguji's sword became faster and faster, so fast that Lin Yun's Spiritual Eye Technique could only catch afterimages; Lin Yun's sword became more and more stable, his Intercepting Flow technique repeatedly striking the key points of her sword's momentum, like a lock that was constantly tightening.

This is a bizarre duel.

The two men were on the same path, seeing through each other's vital energy and striking at the vital points.

Therefore, no one can fool anyone with tricks.

Every feint she made was exposed in Lin Yun's eyes because her blood and qi were not truly circulating; every change in his moves was seen through by her half a step in advance.

In the end, it all comes down to who has the stronger vital energy, the quicker their eyes, and the steadyer their hands.

The commentator on the viewing platform was already incoherent: "This...this isn't a martial arts contest, it's two mirrors hacking at each other!"

Thirty times, and Ruri Jinguji's sleeve ripped.

Fifty cups later, a bloody mark appeared on her left cheek.

"Something's not right." Qin Shanhe frowned from his seat in the Dragon Kingdom delegation. "Her vital energy... hasn't diminished at all."

Lin Yun understood this better than anyone else.

After fifty rounds of intense sword fighting, he had already depleted 20% of his own vital energy, while the woman opposite him still had full vital energy.

To say he didn't expend much energy is an understatement; it felt like a bottomless well, every slash he made was swallowed up by the well's water.

"You figured it out?"

Ruri Jinguji noticed the surprise and doubt in his eyes and readily admitted it.

"The heir of the Jinguji family has never had a childhood since he learned to walk. Lord Lin Yun, your sword is very good, but it's still a bit inferior to mine."

The sword's momentum suddenly changed.

The crimson sword energy surged, and when it slashed down, it carried a scorching heat like magma.

Lin Yun parried with his sword, but was forced back by the blows, his boots carving two white marks into the semi-molten black stone. Before he could regain his footing, a second and a third strike followed, each heavier and hotter than the last.

Her vital energy was almost twice as strong as his. In terms of skill, they were evenly matched, but in terms of attrition, he couldn't win.

If this drags on, he'll definitely be the one to lose.

"Exceeding the limit".

Lin Yun let out a low shout, his blood and qi suddenly burst into flames, his five senses exploded, and the world slowed down in his eyes.

The moment the secret technique was activated, he rushed into the flashing blade, intercepted the flow of energy, and aimed for the instant she took her breath.

puff.

The blade pierced half an inch into her flesh, and a flower of blood bloomed on Jinguji Ruri's right shoulder.

The entire viewing platform was deathly silent.

Immediately, a deafening roar erupted from the Dragon Kingdom delegation's seats.

"There's blood! Jinguji is bleeding!"

The commentator's voice cracked.

In the domestic live stream room, the barrage of comments was so dense that it completely covered the screen.

At the offline viewing point of the Extreme Martial Arts Academy, hundreds of students jumped up in unison, their roars almost lifting the roof off.

Ruri Jinguji looked down at the wound on her shoulder and slowly straightened up.

The expression on her face was strange, almost like a kind of joy, as if someone who had waited for many years had finally found an opponent worthy of her giving her all.

She whispered, "You're the first."

"So please watch this next cut carefully."

The moment she finished speaking, her blood and energy exploded.

Exceeding limits against exceeding limits.

The two figures collided inside the crater, so fast that the live broadcast camera could only capture clusters of exploding sparks.

In the footage played at ten times slow motion, the whole world could finally see what the two were doing: every strike was aimed at the other's weakness, and every strike was intercepted halfway by the other. There was no complete exchange between the strikes; they were all half-finished killing moves.

After seventy rounds, a piece of flesh was sliced ​​off Lin Yun's left arm by the sword energy.

Ninety rounds later, a gash appeared under his ribs, and blood seeped down through the seams of his star-patterned armor.

The difference in their vital energy and blood was further amplified by the excessive burning. Her blows grew heavier with each strike, while his arm grew increasingly numb with each cut.

In the 100th episode, Ruri Jinguji suddenly leaped backward, gripping her swords with both hands and slowly raising them above her head.

On the ground of the crater, eight crimson fissures of qi and blood spread out in all directions from her center, like eight awakened snakes.

"The secret technique of Jinguji school, Orochi."

On the viewing platform, the chief martial arts advisor of the Sakura Kingdom suddenly stood up and exclaimed in surprise.

Orochi is the secret technique of the Jinguji family, which has only been shown to the public twice in the past hundred years. After those two times, the opponents died.

He knew the ins and outs of this move better than anyone else.

With the caster as the pivot, the caster burns their own life force to condense into eight sword energies, which kill from all directions, leaving no way to avoid them.

In the next instant, eight blades of energy simultaneously slashed towards Lin Yun from eight directions, each one scorching hot, their sharp edges blocking all his escape routes.

Lin Yun's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

In his super-limit state, he could clearly see the trajectory of each blade of energy.

Now that you can see it clearly, there's no escaping it.

He dodged seven blades with a series of quick steps, but the eighth blade grazed his blade and twisted in with tremendous force.

clang!

The loud noise echoed three times in the cave, making everyone's eardrums go numb.

Lin Yun was blasted away, crashing into half of a stalagmite and rolling into a pile of rubble.

A swirling knife wound ran across his chest from his left shoulder to his right rib, and blood instantly soaked through his star-patterned armor.

He knelt on one knee, supporting himself on the dark blade, and swallowed back a mouthful of blood as he felt a sweet taste in his throat.

"Lin Yun!"

On the flank of the battlefield, a streak of cyan sword light tore through the encirclement and annihilation of the remaining Goryeo forces.

Su Nianhe.

When she saw the blood on Lin Yun's chest, her usually calm eyes instantly burned with anger.

Without uttering a word, she moved with her sword, unleashing the full power of the "Heavenly Questions" sword technique. Layer upon layer of wave shadows stretched out in a straight line, and wherever she passed, two Japanese samurai who tried to block her way were sent flying, sword and all.

With a few leaps, she landed in front of Lin Yun, her sword tip pointing diagonally, protecting him behind her.

"Your opponent," she said, staring at Ruri Jinguji, enunciating each word clearly, "is me now."

Ruri Jinguji looked at her, then at Lin Yun behind her, who was standing with his sword raised, and suddenly smiled.

She raised her knife, and the tip of the blade touched Su Nianhe from a distance.

"I've long wanted to experience the swordsmanship of the Su family of the Dragon Kingdom." A fighting spirit surged in her crimson eyes. "I've heard that you two have been together for ten years."

"I allow you all to come at me together."

These words caused an uproar in the room.

Su Nianhe did not turn around.

"Lin Yun," she called out, her voice blazing with barely suppressed anger, "Get up and get her!"

Lin Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, straightened up with his sword, walked to her side, and stood shoulder to shoulder with her.

"As she wished!"

A knife and a sword were raised simultaneously.

The wind in the crater fell silent at that moment.