Yun Mu charged first, driving the Sword of Life straight at Wu Changkong's chest.
Wu Changkong reacted with incredible speed, swinging the Sky Frost Sword across to block. The two blades collided with a clang, and icy blue and pale gold Soul Power exploded outward. Even the frozen-solid ground of the training field cracked in a ring from the impact.
Using the recoil, Yun Mu spun backward. The petals within his Sword Domain instantly turned into countless tiny blades and flew toward Wu Changkong.
With a flick of his wrist, Wu Changkong swept the Sky Frost Sword into a spray of icy blossoms, blocking every petal. From time to time, he even seized openings to counterattack with a Sky Frost Slash.
Their swords clashed again and again, ringing loudly as ice shards and petals flew everywhere. The onlookers held their breath.
"How much longer can you hold on?" Wu Changkong's voice finally carried a hint of emotion. The Soul Power on the Sky Frost Sword intensified, numbing Yun Mu's arms from the pressure.
Yun Mu gritted his teeth. The golden patterns on his right arm armor suddenly lit up, forcibly withstanding the oncoming ice blades. His sword tip grazed Wu Changkong's Ice Armor as he panted, "Until... you acknowledge us!"
As soon as he finished speaking, their swords slammed together once more. The Soul Power shockwave blasted away all the surrounding broken ice, leaving only two intertwining masses of light in the arena—sometimes icy blue, sometimes pale gold. Neither side gained an advantage.
Only when sweat began to form on Yun Mu's forehead and he was clearly struggling to hold on did Wu Changkong ease up slightly. Smiling, he said, "If you had completed your full Two-word Battle Armor, then without wearing my own Two-word Battle Armor, I really might