Clang! Clang! Clang!
The piercing sounds of metal striking metal rose and fell in rapid succession.
At this moment, countless spectators, Martial University students, and even the team leaders atop the dome were all watching the two figures darting across the arena with rapt attention.
Every slash Chen Yu made was as swift as lightning, carrying immense force.
Ao Cangfeng had no choice but to retreat and dissipate the force with every exchange, or Chen Yu would crush him completely.
Yet even in such a disadvantageous position, not a trace of discouragement appeared in Ao Cangfeng's eyes.
Instead, his fighting spirit grew ever fiercer.
He could sense that something seemed to be emerging in his mind.
At this moment, it was as if he were laid bare before everything in heaven and earth.
Jiang Zhan and Bai Wanli raised their brows slightly and spoke at the same time. "Ao Cangfeng's swordsmanship is about to break through."
That was right.
With his powerful fighting spirit bolstering him, Ao Cangfeng was on the verge of entering the Perfection Stage in swordsmanship.
Breaking through in the midst of battle—the privilege of a genius.
Once he succeeded, Chen Yu's advantage in martial arts would vanish completely.
The two of them could not help glancing at Mo Jiyang, wanting to see whether this guy would panic.
After all, Chen Yu's championship had originally been a foregone conclusion, but now another possibility seemed to have emerged.
Yet Mo Jiyang's expression remained calm. Even his gaze barely flickered.
"Is Old Mo pretending to be calm, or is he really not worried at all?" Jiang Zhan and Bai Wanli were somewhat surprised.
After what had happened with Chen Yu's Firstfold Limit Break earlier, neither of them could tell for sure anymore.
On the arena, a sharp gleam suddenly