Wind Envoy

"Sword Immortal True Form! The outcome is about to be decided. Forcing Yuan Yue to use his perfect Forbidden Release, this junior is already quite impressive. I imagine he has yet to fully absorb Bone Doctor's inheritance. If the match could be delayed a while longer, the outcome would become difficult to predict. Not bad. Huaxia Country has gained another genius."

The Divine Marquis below the stage held Zhu Huan in high regard. In the arena, a Sword Body mark was branded between Yuan Yue's brows as he floated in the air, the Nether Moon Sword standing behind his back while dense sword intent spilled forth from his body.

Zhu Huan had yet to truly comprehend Forbidden Release. Reaching Initial Release, where his bone body wrapped around him to enhance his defense and strength, was already the limit of his improvement. Looking at Yuan Yue in the air, whose sword intent was immensely powerful, he knew his current strength truly fell short.

"This junior admits he is inferior!" Zhu Huan put away his black blade and clasped his hands in surrender. Otherwise, with Yuan Yue's sword intent, like that of a true immortal, clinging to the blade, his body would likely suffer severe injuries.

"You let me win!"

After all, this was merely a sparring match. Seeing Zhu Huan concede, Yuan Yue immediately withdrew his sword intent and left the arena.

"Zhu Huan's challenge has failed. Both parties retain their rankings. Please welcome the next challenger."

"Boss Jin is going up. I wonder which unlucky bastard Boss Jin will choose. If it were me, I'd definitely surrender straight away before Boss Jin. Getting on Boss Jin's good side comes with tremendous benefits."

"I want to watch Boss Jin's match. I still remember last time, when Boss Jin kept pulling out