After Gale spoke, a roar that shook heaven and earth erupted from the Shadow Clan camp.
Every member of the Shadow Clan was more excited than the last. Their own prodigy actually intended to crush Ye Lin's Dao heart in one stroke, humiliating him so thoroughly before the witness of both clans.
Ye Lin had already been backed into a corner. If he struck immediately, Gale's move had already been condensed to its utmost limit. If Ye Lin acted in haste, his strength would certainly fall short.
If he spent ten breaths gathering power, then once he lost, Ye Lin would never be able to hold his head high again for the rest of his life.
As for winning? That was impossible. At this moment, in the hearts of the Shadow Clan members, their own prodigy could not possibly lose.
Now, everyone from both clans looked toward Ye Lin, waiting to see what he would choose.
"Truly arrogant."
Ye Lin sneered and gripped Evil Slayer.
"Sixth Sword, Enemy Slayer."
With a cold snort, Ye Lin became one with Evil Slayer. At this moment, Ye Lin was the sword, and Evil Slayer was still the sword.
A Sword Dao Rule condensed to the utmost limit shot toward the black dragon. To the onlookers, Ye Lin transformed into a streak of sword light and darted toward Gale.
At this moment, Ye Lin had already given it his all. His essence, energy, and spirit merged as one, his entire body like a true sharp sword.
"A mere trick."
Seeing Ye Lin like this, Gale snorted coldly. Not a trace of aura leaked from Ye Lin's body; in his view, this was nothing but putting on airs.
Even if there was a gap between him and Ye Lin, Ye Lin was being far too