Smoke and dust, lotus-shaped below and mushroom-shaped above, still billowed through the air when the two figures had already clashed.
Both fought speed with speed. Their moves were clearly vicious, every one of them aimed at the opponent's groin, eyes, armpits, and other such places, yet when executed, they were strangely beautiful and elegant, like two Immortal Cranes dancing gracefully through the air, leaving the spectators roaring with delight.
For a time, Blade Qi and Sword Qi coiled like clouds, silver threads from the whisk flowed and turned, while the silver needles and red threads resembled scarlet venomous snakes, beautiful in a heart-stirring way.
Moreover, experts like the Murong Brothers quickly realized that both sides were attacking without defending, carrying the air of either you die or I perish, making onlookers tremble with fear.
Because this was no joke. Those seemingly elegant moves of theirs were all fatal killing techniques—if not castration, then blinding, or else piercing straight through.
Yet the longer they watched, the more they felt that this really was a little ridiculous.
Because at that moment, Duan Yun and Daoist Huang Tian both began floating.
Yes, floating.
Duan Yun's body had long fused with the rotational force of Spring Rain Blade Qi. Whenever he suffered a heavy blow, his body could roll and drift like a sheet of paper, dissolving the attack. On the other side, whenever Daoist Huang Tian suffered a heavy blow, he was like a small boat bobbing on the waves, likewise able to neutralize the force.
For a time, the two stabbed each other viciously, yet floated about just as fiercely, as if they were playing a game.
Watching this, the Murong Brothers could not help complaining, "Isn't this just playing around? This is cheating! You're both cheating!"
Swish, swish, swish!
Daoist Huang