Bang!
The air itself seemed to explode beneath that punch.
Angel Yan had no True Qi; this was purely a display of raw strength.
Yun Ming quickly shifted aside, narrowly evading that terrifying punch.
However, Angel Yan was incredibly fast. With a turn of her body, she whipped a kick at Yun Ming like lightning.
Whoosh!
Yun Ming instinctively counterattacked. He clawed at the air with five fingers, and a chilling wind howled forth, lunging for Angel Yan's throat.
But Angel Yan was simply too agile. She easily dodged Yun Ming's attack, then sent him flying with a whip kick.
Boom!
The power of that kick far exceeded Yun Ming's expectations. His body was blasted straight back and slammed heavily into the ground.
"Cough, cough! I surrender!"
As the dust gradually settled, Yun Ming knelt on one knee, looking rather bedraggled.
His face had gone pale with pain, his brows tightly furrowed in an awful expression.
Yun Ming repeatedly waved his hands and sighed helplessly. "I really can't fight you. I can't keep up with that speed at all. I'd just be taking a beating."
Seeing this, Angel Yan put on a stern face and scolded, "Surrender? That won't do! If you don't satisfy me, don't even think about leaving Blue Planet."
Yun Ming immediately felt a headache coming on.
He let out a helpless sigh and conceded, "Fine, sis. Go easy on me."
The corners of Angel Yan's lips curled up in a smug smile. She crooked a finger at him and said with a grin, "How about you attack me? I'll only defend and won't strike back."
Though Yun Ming hesitated somewhat, now that it had come to this, he could only bite the bullet and make his move.
Just as he was about to attack, he suddenly stopped.
"What is it?" Angel Yan asked curiously, her beautiful eyes fixed on him.
Yun Ming took a deep breath and said seriously, "I want to borrow one of your swords."
After thinking it over carefully, he felt that since they were going to fight, they might as well have a proper match.
Not only would it increase his combat experience, it would also make this duel more meaningful.
Besides, when fighting opponents at the same level or higher, having a weapon was always better than having none.
Angel Yan was intrigued.
She called to Angel Zhui, who was watching from the sidelines, "Zhui, give him your Flame Sword."
Without another word, Angel Zhui summoned her Flame Sword and lightly flicked it toward Yun Ming.
Yun Ming caught the Flame Sword and gave it a casual swing, only to find that it was exceptionally light, as if it had almost no weight at all.
He could not help frowning, saying uneasily, "Why is this sword so light? It feels like a fake. There's no weight to it."
Angel Zhui gave a soft snort and explained, "That's because you don't know quality and have no idea how formidable it is. Though this Flame Sword is light, it contains immense energy and power. If you use it properly, it can become a deadly weapon in your hands."
The Flame Sword was the Angels' standard individual weapon. Countless evil forces throughout the universe had fallen beneath it.
"You've never used one before, so naturally you aren't used to it," Angel Yan said with a smile.
"If I defeat you, can you give me one?" Yun Ming suddenly asked as he looked at the blazing flame patterns on the Flame Sword.
He felt that he was sorely lacking a weapon.
If he had a divine weapon in hand, he would probably slaughter the Super Soldier Company outright.
Angel Yan smiled at that and teased, "You really know how to dream. If you can truly defeat me, what would be the harm in giving you one?"
"Really?" Yun Ming looked at her in surprise.
Angel Yan smiled faintly and said playfully, "I was only saying it casually."
Yun Ming: "..."
He wanted to speak, but stopped himself and said nothing.
Yun Ming raised the Flame Sword, his sharp gaze locked onto Angel Yan.
Seeing this, Angel Yan curled her lips into a teasing smile and tilted her head. "Come on. Let me see what you can do!"
Before her words had even faded, Yun Ming suddenly swung the Flame Sword in his hand and hurled it into the air.
The blade traced a brilliant arc through the sky, like lightning tearing across the heavens, dazzling as a peacock spreading its tail as it shot straight toward Angel Yan.
Angel Yan's delicate brows rose slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed through her eyes.
She had thought Yun Ming would charge at her with the sword in hand, but she had not expected him to attack in this manner.
She did not dodge. Instead, she swiftly drew her own Flame Sword and held it before herself.
Clang!!!
A crisp metallic collision rang out. The powerful impact made Angel Yan sway slightly, sparks flying from beneath her high heels.
"Not bad!" Angel Yan praised with a smile. "What move was that?"
Yun Ming did not answer. He immediately followed up, seized the Flame Sword again, and continued his assault.
"Hundred Steps Flying Sword? Universe Throw?" he said offhandedly. With the martial arts knowledge in his memories, the name of the move no longer mattered.
Clang!!! Clang!!!
The two Flame Swords collided repeatedly in midair, producing crisp metallic rings as sparks scattered everywhere.
Yun Ming's swordsmanship was exquisitely refined. His blade moved like the wind, chasing the wind and claiming lives. Every swing seemed to carry the force of thunder.
Angel Yan, meanwhile, could only keep defending and parrying as she retreated again and again.
She discovered that each time her Flame Sword collided with Yun Ming's, her strength was cleverly deflected. His swordsmanship had reached an unimaginable level.
"Kid, you've truly surprised me," Angel Yan said with an astonished smile, her eyes shining brightly.
If she had not been a demigod with extraordinary strength capable of easily overpowering all refined techniques, she would have found it difficult to deal with him on swordsmanship alone.
This ordinary human without any Super Gene had actually given her the illusion that, at the same level, she would be no match for him.
"Kid, I have nowhere left to retreat. Next, I'm going all out," Angel Yan said solemnly to Yun Ming as she felt the boundary only a step behind her.
As soon as she finished speaking, she gave a sharp cry and leaped into the air.
Holding the Flame Sword, she dived down toward Yun Ming, skimming close to the ground and whipping up a fierce gale.
"Didn't you say you'd only defend?" Yun Ming watched her sudden attack and cursed inwardly. The prettier a woman was, the better she was at lying.
He quickly steadied himself, his expression turning serious as he tightly gripped the Flame Sword and swung it like lightning.
Clang! A thunderous metallic crash echoed through the air.
Angel Yan's strength directly overwhelmed Yun Ming. Using both hands and feet, she displayed astonishing combat technique.
At that moment, a golden current of air suddenly appeared around Yun Ming.
Angel Yan immediately felt as if she had fallen into a swamp, her movements becoming exceptionally difficult.
"What is this?" Angel Yan asked in surprise. Though she could force herself free from the current with a little more strength, that already exceeded the level of power she had originally intended to use.
"This is my Protective Gang Qi!" Yun Ming said helplessly.
He had originally thought this current of air would cause Angel Yan much greater trouble, but it now seemed to do little more than slightly limit her mobility.
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