On the plaza, as the battle between the two gradually reached a fever pitch, powerful Dou Qi surged explosively from their bodies. Violent energy detonations rang out continuously across the plaza as their Dou Qi collided.
Within the arena, green light flickered. Scorching Dou Qi and sharp sword force shot incessantly from within that veil of green radiance, while two figures flashed and darted rapidly across the field.
Clear sword chimes and the clang of steel striking steel continually rang out from where the two exchanged blows. As the battle intensified, their attacks grew increasingly frenzied and astonishing.
Watching the two blurry figures constantly flickering and shifting across the arena, the surrounding Misty Cloud Sect disciples wore slightly dazed expressions.
During the earlier stalemate, they had clearly sensed that Nalan Yanran had used at least three Dou Techniques around the Xuan rank.
Yet all of those Dou Techniques, which should have allowed Nalan Yanran to easily defeat opponents somewhat stronger than herself, had been neutralized by Xiao Yan.
Only now did these Misty Cloud Sect disciples realize what utterly foolish rumors those daily claims from their fellow disciples—that Xiao Yan of the Xiao Clan was worthless and overestimated himself—had been!
He had fought for so long against Nalan Yanran, the most outstanding member of the Misty Cloud Sect's younger generation, yet he had not shown the slightest sign of defeat.
They could figure it out even with their asses: that refined-looking young man before them was definitely not someone to be trifled with!
Across the vast bluestone plaza, powerful Dou Qi and sharp sword force continued shooting out from the arena, leaving distinct sword marks across the hard stone slabs around it.
Everyone held their breath at this moment.
Their gazes followed the shifting movements of the two faintly visible