The grand auditorium.
Facing this imposing slash from Xiaodao, Liu Qingcang remained unhurried. He flicked his fingers repeatedly, and the sound of something tearing through the air rang out across the arena. A ball of azure light shot toward Xiaodao.
Within the ball of azure light, air howled like a miniature storm.
It struck the edge of the Dragon Elephant sword. Xiaodao's expression changed as she felt a tremendous force suddenly erupt, jolting the Dragon Elephant away from its original point of impact.
At the same time, Liu Qingcang slid calmly to the side, causing Xiaodao's sword to miss.
After widening the distance slightly, Liu Qingcang raised his hand again and sent out sheets of sickle-shaped azure light. Within those crescent-like blades of azure radiance, air roared as well, as if one storm after another had been compressed inside them.
Xiaodao did not dare underestimate him. The Dragon Elephant danced through the air, and with the sharpness of Crimson Gold Thunder, she cut the azure wind blades apart one by one.
Once the wind blades shattered, the air within them was no longer restrained. It howled in every direction, unleashing waves of suffocating gale-force wind.
Within the storm, Xiaodao's and Liu Qingcang's figures alternately converged and split apart, locked in unceasing battle.
On the second-floor stands, Luo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
He saw it clearly. Liu Qingcang was using no weapon, yet two azure whirlwinds enveloped his arms like boxing gloves.
Every time the Dragon Elephant slashed down, Liu Qingcang blocked it with the azure whirlwinds around his hands. Not only did they stop the Han sword and the sharp lightning coiling around it, they also deflected Xiaodao's blade to the side.
As a result, after every clash with him, Xiaodao had to expend considerable effort readjusting.
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