A clear sword cry rang through the entire arena as a dazzling beam of starlight burst from the blade, aimed straight at Lu Jun's throat.
Lu Jun merely shifted slightly aside, casually avoiding the fierce strike.
"Whoosh."
The blade swept past the hem of his clothes without even cutting a single thread.
Ye Xinglan's gaze sharpened. With a twist of her wrist, her sword trajectory abruptly changed, slashing horizontally toward Lu Jun's waist.
Lu Jun still did not counterattack. He merely leaned back slightly, and the blade once again passed close to his body.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."
Ye Xinglan's sword grew faster and faster. The Stargod Sword traced brilliant arcs through the air, and the entire arena seemed to be shrouded in starlight.
Yet Lu Jun was like a snowflake drifting in the wind. No matter how violent her swordplay became, it could never touch him.
In the spectator stands, everyone held their breath.
"Why... is he only dodging and not attacking?" someone asked in confusion.
Yu Tianxuan, who was watching nervously nearby, also rose to his feet, his brows tightly furrowed.
"He seems to be observing Ye Xinglan's Sword Intent. Could it be that he wants to break through during the battle?"
After attacking for so long without success and failing to so much as touch a strand of Lu Jun's hair, the anger in Ye Xinglan's eyes intensified. "Why are you only dodging?"
"Where's your counterattack?!"
"Or do you simply look down on me?"
Her sword stance suddenly changed as she viciously thrust at Lu Jun. The starlight on the Stargod Sword abruptly condensed inward, making the blade as deep as the night sky, while two yellow soul rings simultaneously shone brightly.
Lu Jun finally stopped moving, and a trace of understanding flashed through his eyes.
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