"Let me see which desire is stronger: your longing to take it away, or my wish to hunt down this demon sword!"
Yan Huan stood to one side, watching helplessly as Yunli and Silvermane fought from east to west, then from south to north...
The two fought fiercely, their battle blazing like fire, clinging together like glue, ravenous for combat...
"You don't intend to use Solitary Cloud to settle this with me?!"
Throughout the entire fight, Silvermane used his spear and shield.
"Though I possess some knowledge of swordsmanship, in a duel as solemn as this, a knight ought to answer the challenge with the skills he has honed day and night."
The two fought from the tournament arena to the Audience Gallery, from the Audience Gallery to the contestants' hall, from the contestants' hall to the lounge corridor, and from the lounge corridor to the muzzle of the Jingfeng Ship's cannon.
A ceremonial cannon blast forced the two of them to fall, and they continued fighting.
Left with no other choice, Jimi announced that the next match would be delayed by another half day and let the two continue their battle.
In the end.
Yunli collapsed from exhaustion, unable to fight any longer.
The victor was still Silvermane.
"It seems my resolve was the stronger one after all."
Silvermane put away his weapons and slowly bowed to Yunli on the ground.
"D-Damn it!" Yunli struggled to her feet, her eyes fixed on the longsword Silvermane had taken out again.
"Is this sword truly destined to be taken away right before my eyes today?!"
"Of course," Silvermane replied.
"But before I take it away, I still hope that you, as the defeated party, will listen to Sir Solitary Cloud's past experiences..."
Yunli shook her head.
"From the day it was