Flowers Blooming Like Snow!
Yang Lin's sword struck Bai Ye heavily, but the Yin Yang Diagram beneath Bai Ye's feet spun, diverting his attack in another direction!
At the same time, Bai Ye drew his sword and slashed at Yang Lin, leaving a shocking wound on his chest!
Yang Lin was attacking, Taiji Diagram rotated again, and his attack was neutralized once more!
Bai Ye remained motionless, wielding his knife with one hand and slashing Yang Lin until he was covered in wounds.
"He has a fourth-order physical body, but no fourth-order abilities; he's just an empty shell."
Pfft!
Another burst of blood bloomed on Yang Lin's body, the blood seeping through his clothes and slowly flowing to his feet. Yang Lin slashed out again with all his might, but his attack could not get close!
Bai Ye's Tai Chi shield deflected all of his attacks. If Yang Lin couldn't break through the Tai Chi, it would be difficult for him to hurt Bai Ye.
At this moment, Yang Lin took a step forward, but suddenly an old voice echoed in his ears.
"The wind position is determined by the direction of Xun (巽), which is swift."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Lin's speed suddenly increased dramatically. A whirlwind surged and applied itself to him. He stepped forward and slashed with his sword, then dodged Bai Ye's attack with a quick movement!
Bai Ye twisted his wrist and thrust the black blade back!
"The Qian hexagram establishes the Heavenly Position, and then it turns."
An aged voice rang out, and Bai Ye's attack suddenly changed direction!
Yang Lin seized the opportunity and attacked Bai Ye from behind with his sword!
"Kun (Earth) determines its position, shrinks."
As soon as the voice finished speaking, the distance between Yang Lin and Bai Ye suddenly closed, as if the space between them had been folded away, allowing Yang Lin's sword to instantly teleport to Bai Ye's face!
Puff!
A sharp blade grazed his face, Bai Ye turned his head sharply, revealing a bloody gash on his cheek.
At that moment, Bai Ye's feet moved.
He took a step back and wiped the blood off his face with two fingers.
"Transcending space, Shrinking Ground to an inch?"
Bai Ye spoke, his smile faded, and a black knife appeared in his other hand, accompanied by bursts of Yin Fire!
He stomped his foot on the ground and charged straight at Yang Lin with all his might!
The I Ching overlooked the battle, holding a wheel in his hand that would spin every now and then.
Each time the wheel spins, it exerts a special force on the space within it.
Bai Ye and Yang Lin moved swiftly and intersected within the space, their weapons clashing amidst sprays of blood!
Blood Mist gradually filled the entire space, and the world in Bai Ye's eyes was always upside down at times, and chaotic in all directions at others!
A whirlwind accompanied Yang Lin, and his speed increased faster and faster, constantly improving!
And each of his attacks directly ignored space and struck Bai Ye!
As blood splattered everywhere, Bai Ye's eyes were gradually blinded by blood, leaving only pure blood red in his vision!
The abilities of this space are quite bizarre.
All the favorable factors were with Yang Lin, and all the unfavorable factors were with Bai Ye.
Bai Ye kept adapting to the changes in vision, and finally closed his eyes, relying solely on his hearing to fight Yang Lin!
One slash after another, one sword after another, their weapons simultaneously striking each other until finally neither of them even bothered to defend themselves!
The Yin Fire burned Yang Lin's body, threatening to incinerate it into nothingness, while the Blood Mist echoing in the space continuously healed his body!
Bai Ye was also healing himself, but the Blood Mist was like a blood pump, constantly drawing away the flesh and blood from his body!
Gradually, the two realized something!
That means the recovery speed is not as fast as the destruction speed!
The speed at which the Yin Fire burned Yang Lin was faster than the speed at which the Blood Mist healed him!
The speed at which Blood Mist draws blood is also faster than the speed at which Bai Ye heals!
If things continue like this, there will probably only be one outcome in the end!
Perish simultaneously!
But Yang Lin had no intention of stopping, and neither did Bai Ye!
There is another solution to this situation: kill your opponent before their abilities can destroy you!
Bai Ye was certain of winning, while Yang Lin was prepared to die. He wanted to win and bring his father home with him!
Time is slipping away, bit by bit.
The two were like two wine glasses constantly colliding, both covered in cracks, and with just a little more force, one of them would shatter.
Yang Lin's consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred, and only one thought remained in his mind: kill the other party!
Bai Ye did the same. They both gave up dodging and defense, and instead endured each other's attacks, exchanging injuries and blood for blood, clearly seeing who would give up first!
It's basically a race to see who dies first!
Bai Ye's wrist was severed, and half of his body dissolved along with it. His other hand, however, held a black knife and plunged it fiercely into Yang Lin's heart!
At the same time, Yang Lin's sword pierced his heart. The two stared at each other with wide eyes, without exchanging any words, only the pungent smell of blood and heavy, labored breathing could be heard!
Puff!
Blood spurted from Bai Ye's eyes, followed by his ears.
The black knife in his hand slowly dissipated, and he collapsed to his knees.
Seeing this, Yang Lin gripped the Yang Shu Sword with both hands and pulled it out with all his might, but he lost his balance and stumbled back several steps.
Yang Lin bent over, trying to lift his sword, but he couldn't. He could only drag the sword step by step toward Bai Ye!
The heavy greatsword scraped across the ground, making a constant, ear-piercing screeching sound!
Reaching Bai Ye, Yang Lin gritted his teeth, used his last bit of strength to raise his sword, and then...
The sword pierced the ground.
Bump!
Yang Shu Sword stood directly in front of Bai Ye.
Bai Ye was stunned for a moment. He slowly raised his head and saw Yang Lin with his eyes open, kneeling on the ground with his sword in his hand.
His breath was so weak it was almost nonexistent.
Dead?
"It was me... who won."
Bai Ye tried to smile, but his face remained expressionless.
The red mist's erosion of Bai Ye's body disappeared, leaving him with only half a body.
"Cough... haha cough cough, haha cough cough, pfft!"
Bai Ye laughed and coughed incessantly, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, before collapsing to the ground.
Yang Lin and Bai Ye's blood converged to form a blood pool.
Yang Shu Sword was embedded in the blood pool, slowly absorbing the blood from the ground as if sucking it in.
Gradually, branches and vines sprouted from the Yang Shu Sword.
These branches and vines came together, enveloping the entire Yang Shu Sword, and then began to grow wildly.
Surrounded by the Blood Mist, the plant that grew on the Yang Shu Sword transformed into a towering tree.
Immediately afterwards, countless small green balls sprouted from the tree. One after another, these green balls burst open, revealing white, dandelion-like fluff.
In an instant, all the green spheres exploded.
Large amounts of white fluff scattered in all directions, drifting down slowly like snowflakes.
Summer snow, poplar blossoms.
The downy feathers fell bit by bit into the blood, and also into Bai Ye's eyes.
"Poplar trees... flowering?"