"Interesting. You've managed to take a hundred moves from me without falling behind."
In the distance, Zhao Liu stood on the iron chain with the tips of his toes. Holding a spear in his right hand, he watched Ye Lin with a smile.
"But I've had my fun. This ends now."
As Zhao Liu spoke, the phantom image of a spear appeared behind him, and waves of killing intent spread in every direction.
"Hundred Battles Spear Technique, First Spear: Decisive Victory."
The spear phantom behind Zhao Liu moved. Killing intent covered his entire body as his spear shot toward Ye Lin's face with unstoppable force.
"Sword Controlling Technique, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin."
Seeing this, Ye Lin didn't hesitate. Long swords circled around him, and Sword Qi crisscrossed in every direction.
The ringing of countless swords echoed through heaven and earth.
A dense river of swords surged toward the spear.
The swords clashed with it, and one phantom sword after another shattered. The spear pressed on as before, breaking every sword that drew near.
"Die!"
After smashing through the river of swords, Zhao Liu wore a confident smile. He had already reached Ye Lin and thrust his spear at him.
"Return."
Ye Lin gave a quiet command. The river of swords that had just been shattered reassembled, and the phantom image of a sword a hundred meters long appeared.
The spear and the sword collided without mercy.
Terrifying shock waves spread in every direction. The disciples passing nearby could only suffer in silence and do their best to avoid the two of them.
Ye Lin and Zhao Liu stared each other down, sparks flying as their gazes clashed.
"Second Spear: Thunderous Force."
Zhao Liu roared. Lightning burst around him, and a thunder dragon coiled around his spear.
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