Olivier vs. Haydson

The night wind was cool, especially near the riverbank; the wind caused many nobles to put on their robes.

Torches were planted along both sides of the river, their reflections shining brightly on the surface of the Chiyan River.

"Haydson, I can't back down after today's battle. Don't blame me if I accidentally kill you," Olivier said coldly.

The Sword Saint of Rock "Haydson" glanced at Olivier with a faint smile, "If you can kill me, then kill me. I won't blame you."

The first dialogue between these two Saint Realm powerhouses sent the audience below into a frenzy of excitement and trembling. Good heavens, were these two Saint Realm powerhouses about to engage in a life-or-death battle?

Today's two Saint Realm powerhouses are no ordinary Saint Realm powerhouses. One is the Sword Saint of Rock, hailed as the number one Saint Realm, and the other is a genius sword saint. The genius sword saint has come to seek revenge, carrying the humiliation of six years ago. This battle is all the more anticipated.

After a few gasps of surprise, Stillness fell.

Millions of people could not hear a single sound; the only sounds were the noises of animals in the wild grass and the constant whistling of the wind.

"Six years ago, I was no match for you, but today," Olivier said with a cold smile, taking out the dark Black Stone Sword from behind her back.

"Black Stone Sword right off the bat?" Haydson smiled slightly, then his expression gradually turned solemn, but he remained motionless and did not draw his sword.

Olivier's expression grew even colder.

"What? You didn't draw your sword six years ago, and now you want to defeat me without even drawing your sword?" Olivier said coldly.

"If you've got the guts, force me to draw my sword first," Haydson said calmly. At the same time, a yellowish-brown aura naturally spread out from Haydson whole body was enveloped in a yellowish-brown aura.

The two were talking from hundreds of meters apart, so their voices were naturally loud.

Almost all of the millions of people below heard it clearly, and they were all shocked that the Sword Saint of Rock "Haydson" arrogantly refused to draw his sword.

A dazzling, dreamlike white light flashed, and with each flash, another Olivier appeared in the sky. In the blink of an eye, 108 Olivier appeared in the sky.

"Use this method? Olivier, don't you know this method won't work on me?" Haydson stood indifferently in the air, surrounded by earthen-yellow air currents, like a god.

"Really?"

Olivier's cold laugh rang out, and strangely enough, the 108 phantoms moved almost simultaneously, each wielding Black Stone Sword as they attacked.

Haydson stood still, occasionally taking a step forward.

Each step forward, backward, left, and right was a simple stride, yet each step seemed to cover tens of meters as if he were Teleportation, easily dodging any of Olivier's attacks.

In terms of speed, Haydson is in no way slower Olivier.

"All you can do is hide?" Olivier roared.

"I'll fight you head-on, what can you do to me?" Haydson's indifferent voice rang out, and then he stood still, while the earthy yellow aura around his body contracted and pressed close to his body.

"Call!"

The 108 phantoms Extreme Speed merged into one in mid-air. Olivier's entire body was surrounded by a cold black light, as if she were swallowing the surrounding light, making it impossible to see Olivier's face or anything else.

"Call out!"

A black beam of light, capable of devouring everything, ripped through the sky and rushed directly toward Haydson. Haydson, however, stood still and simply threw a punch forward with his right fist. "Boom!" A sound of air explosion was produced.

This punch was like a mountain crashing down, naturally locking and pressing down on the entire space.

"Puff!"

Olivier finally appeared, her Black Stone Sword striking Haydson's fist. Haydson threw a punch, and Olivia's Black Stone Sword, unable to dodge, could only strike the fist. The terrifying impact traveled through the Black Stone Sword to her right arm; a cracking sound of bones breaking was heard, and Olivier's right arm twisted strangely. She was sent flying by the force of that punch.

Haydson, however, stood motionless.

Thump!

Olivier was thrown directly from the sky, then followed an arc as she crashed into the icy waters of the Chiyan River, splashing up countless snowflakes.

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"Big brother!" Blumer shouted anxiously from the riverbank, rushing to the riverbank near where the person had fallen into the water.

The crowd of millions was absolutely enormous. Many people standing too far away couldn't see Olivier and the Sword Saint of Rock fighting at all. They could only judge the situation by the discussions coming from those in front of them. Instantly, the crowd of millions erupted in a clamor.

The gap seems too big!

After all, Haydson seemed completely unharmed standing high in the air.

Just then, two figures streaked across the sky and landed beside Wharton in a moment; it was Lin Feng and Beibei.

"Brother, you've come out of seclusion?" Wharton greeted Lin Feng as soon as he saw him.

"Yes, I rushed here as soon as I came out of the pass. Luckily, I didn't miss the exciting part," Lin Feng said with a smile.

"Master Lin Feng." Joanne also noticed Lin Feng and greeted him.

"Your Majesty," Lin Feng immediately returned the greeting.

"Master Lin Feng, Olivier lost?" His Joanne asked Lin Feng, who was standing beside him, with a puzzled look.

"It's too early to draw conclusions." Lin Feng looked up at the motionless Rock Sword Saint Hederson, high in the sky.

Rock Sword Saint Hederson is in a very bad mood right now.

He was extremely confident in his defense. In all his centuries of dominance in Yulan, the Sword Saint of Rock had never encountered anyone with a stronger defense than him. Indeed, the battle aura attack contained in the Black Stone Sword had not broken through his defense at all.

But when the Black Stone Sword struck his fist, a strange energy easily pierced through his proud defenses and rushed directly into his soul. Caught off guard, it stabbed him hard in the soul.

Dizziness and a splitting headache.

"What a genius swordsman! He's even Soul Attack." Haydson regained his senses in a moment. "This little brat, not even fifty yet, has comprehended such a unique attack."

Haydson had experienced this kind of attack before!

Soul Attack are nothing special.

"Olivier's mental strength isn't strong; she's probably only at the level of an eighth-level mage. If she had the mental strength of Level 9 Great Mage, I'd probably be seriously injured. If she were Saint Realm archmage..." Haydson smiled calmly.

Then, Haydson looked down at the Chiyan River.

The Chiyan River had returned to calm, but Olivier had not surfaced.

"Olivier, it seems you won't be coming out until your arm is healed," Haydson laughed loudly, his voice echoing across the vast countryside.

"Boom!"

A wave of water shot into the sky, and the black phantom instantly reached the high altitude, once again confronting Haydson in mid-air. At this moment, Olivier's right arm, which had been twisted and broken, was completely restored.

Olivier sneered at Haydson and said, "Heal an arm? You Haydson, don't even have the ability to do that."

"The laws of Light Elemental Essence are indeed profound; some top-tier light mages can instantly heal even the most severe injuries. However, the Laws of Light are only effective in defense and offense; they are not as powerful as the Laws of Earth," Haydson said confidently.

The Laws of Light emphasizes speed and healing, while the Laws of Earth excels in attack and defense; each has its own strengths. It's hard to say which is superior.

"How could you possibly understand the mysteries of the laws of the Light Elemental Essence?" Olivier said indifferently. "Haydson, stop pretending to be confident. I didn't feel good about that sword strike just now, did I?" Haydson frowned.

Even with a powerful soul, one will still suffer some damage from Soul Attack.

"With your soul injured, how can you possibly unleash your full power?" At this moment, Olivier actually drew her Light and Shadow Sword from behind her back with her left hand.

He holds the Black Stone Sword in his right hand and the Light and Shadow Sword in his left.

"But I'm different. My broken arm has healed completely, and it hasn't affected me at all." Olivier held two swords in her hands. The surface of the Light and Shadow Sword flowed with a dazzling white light, while the surface of the Black Stone Sword flowed with a cold black light that devoured light.

Completely opposite energies.