Flash of Insight

Half a year passed. Chen Fan had lost count of how many times he had fought Yang.

He had also gained some understanding of Yang.

Chen Fan had never seen Yang rest or recover, yet Yang's body and strength had not weakened in the slightest.

Chen Fan guessed that Yang had only displayed a tiny fraction of his true strength!

Even if the two of them used sword techniques of the same level.

Even if both their sword arts had reached perfection, the gap in their comprehension of the Dao would still cause the same sword technique to wield vastly different power.

Chen Fan drew a deep breath, stepped into the great hall, and swept his sword sideways.

Sword light wove like silk as it rapidly clashed with Yang.

Though he was still at an absolute disadvantage, compared to the one-sided situation half a year ago—when he could only withstand Yang's attacks for ten breaths—Chen Fan now endured for the time it took to drink a cup of tea...

Crack!

The mid-grade spirit sword in Chen Fan's hand shattered into fragments all over the ground.

A horrifying wound nearly bisected him across the chest, and blood sprayed out in torrents.

But he had been prepared. He used the Void-Escaping Wings to pull away, while activating the Origin Pearl to help heal his injuries...

In the past, Chen Fan would have avoided making things worse and retreated from the hall as quickly as possible.

This time, however, after recovering, he flipped his hand and took out another mid-grade spirit sword, forcibly continuing his battle with Yang!

Yet while recovering from his injuries could prolong his condition, it could not increase his strength.

He was still far too inferior to Yang.

Before he had lasted even several dozen more breaths, Yang cut