The End of the Competition

As captain, Qinggan still held a certain amount of authority among the Seven Swords.

As soon as his words fell, everyone obeyed his command and sprang into motion.

"Tsk, tsk. Want to leave? Did you ask me first?"

Seeing Sun Moon and Youlong trying to break away from him and charge toward Nangong Feiyan again, Wu Xiaodong immediately reacted.

His fifth soul ring lit up at once. "Fifth Soul Ring Skill, Leaf Blade Whirl!"

The Nine Star Shield Axe in Wu Xiaodong's hand rapidly shrank at once, going straight from the height of a person to a leaf blade about half a meter long.

Then Wu Xiaodong flung it straight at Sun Moon.

"Hmph!"

Seeing this, Sun Moon let out a cold snort, and the Sun Moon Twin Blades in his hands immediately crossed before his chest.

He intended to block Wu Xiaodong's strike.

And indeed, he did block it. But he had underestimated Wu Xiaodong's attack far too much. This was Wu Xiaodong's fifth soul ring skill—how could it be so easy to take?

The tremendous force on it not only stopped his charge, but also forced him to keep retreating.

At the same time, the instant the leaf blade made contact with Sun Moon's Sun Moon Twin Blades, another leaf blade immediately split off and shot toward Youlong at the side.

This leaf blade was a bit larger than the first.

Naturally, its power had also increased slightly.

Sun Moon had already struggled greatly to block the initial leaf blade. Youlong, whose strength was inferior to Sun Moon's, dared even less to take this slightly strengthened leaf blade head-on.

He instinctively wanted to dodge, but only then did he realize just how much Wu Xiao'ai's Gravity Field affected them.

His speed was nearly thirty percent slower than usual.