As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Yi drew his sword and charged forward. Terrifying Killing Sword Dao surged skyward alongside the true energy coursing through his entire body.
Weng Ting's eyes lit up slightly at the sight. "Captain Yang truly is as exceptional as ever. But I still won't hold back just because you don't possess a Battle Body. I am fair to every challenger."
As she spoke, Weng Ting received ten of Yang Yi's sword techniques, then her Moon Dream Battle Body erupted with a roar.
Facing the terrifying power of the Battle Body, Yang Yi still wielded his sword with steady composure, continuously clashing with Weng Ting and countering every move with another... Silver Moon Phantom and Yang Yi's sword radiance collided again and again, blasting out waves of powerful aftershock. The spectacle was dazzling beyond measure.
Yang Yi attacked while Weng Ting defended...
Yet Yang Yi's sword radiance, which seemed capable of tearing through anything, was viciously scattered the instant it touched Weng Ting's Silver Moon Phantom. No matter what he did, he could not reach Weng Ting herself.
However, Weng Ting's defensive phantoms concealed attacks within them. One moment of carelessness, and Yang Yi could be defeated.
In the blink of an eye, everyone in the arena widened their eyes and cried out, "It's already gone past two hundred moves! How can Yang Yi be so strong?"
"If he weren't strong, someone without a Battle Body could never become a captain." Someone else gritted their teeth.
They had already felt deeply uncomfortable having a captain without a Battle Body among them. Now, that person was actually this powerful.
"More than three hundred moves..."
As that voice rang out, Wan Tonghui and Yang Li's expressions abruptly turned tense.
Three hundred moves—one misstep, and he might be