Competition (Part 2)

"Bang!"

The air seemed to explode from this punch.

Angel Yan didn't have Gang Qi; this was a pure display of strength.

Yun Ming quickly moved to the side, narrowly avoiding this terrifying fist.

However, Angel Yan's speed was extremely fast. She turned and kicked towards Yun Ming like lightning.

"Swish!"

Yun Ming instinctively counterattacked, his five fingers grabbing in the air, and a ghostly wind howled out, rushing towards Angel Yan's neck.

But Angel Yan's skill was too agile. She easily dodged Yun Ming's attack and kicked Yun Ming away with a leg whip.

"Boom!"

The power of this kick far exceeded Yun Ming's imagination. His body was blasted straight out, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Cough cough! I admit defeat!"

The smoke gradually dissipated, and Yun Ming knelt on the ground, looking rather disheveled.

His face was pale with pain, his brow furrowed, looking unusually unsightly.

Yun Ming waved his hands repeatedly, sighing helplessly, "I really can't fight. I can't keep up with this speed at all. I'm just getting beaten."

Angel Yan frowned upon hearing this and scolded, "Surrender? That won't do! If you don't satisfy me, then don't even think about leaving Blue Star."

Yun Ming felt a headache upon hearing this.

He sighed helplessly and compromised, "Alright, sister, be gentle."

Angel Yan's lips curled up, revealing a smug smile. She beckoned with her finger and said with a smile, "Why don't you attack me? I'll just defend and not attack."

Although Yun Ming hesitated, since things had come to this point, he could only bite the bullet and make a move.

Just as he was about to attack, he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Angel Yan stared at him with her beautiful eyes, asking curiously.

Yun Ming took a deep breath and said seriously, "I want to borrow one of your swords."

He thought about it carefully and felt that since he was going to fight, he might as well have a good fight.

This would not only increase his combat experience but also make the duel more meaningful.

Moreover, when fighting opponents of the same level or higher, having a weapon is always better than not having one.

Angel Yan became interested upon hearing this.

She called out to Angel Zhui, who was watching the battle, "A Zhui, give him your Flame Sword."

Angel Zhui didn't waste any words. She directly summoned her Flame Sword, waved it gently, and threw it to Yun Ming.

Yun Ming took the Flame Sword and waved it casually, but found that the sword was unusually light, with almost no weight.

He couldn't help but frown and said somewhat uncomfortably, "Why is this sword so light? It's like a fake, with no feel at all."

Angel Zhui, hearing this, snorted softly and explained, "That's because you don't recognize a good thing and don't know its power. This Flame Sword is light, but it contains powerful energy and power. As long as you use it properly, it can become a sharp weapon in your hands."

The Flame Sword is their Angels' standard individual weapon. In the universe, countless evil forces have fallen under the Flame Sword.

"You're not used to it because you haven't used it," Angel Yan said with a smile.

"If I can defeat you, can you give me one?" Yun Ming asked, looking at the blazing flame patterns on the Flame Sword, struck by a sudden idea.

He felt he was lacking a weapon.

If he had a divine weapon, the Super Soldier Company would probably be slaughtered directly by him.

Angel Yan, hearing this, couldn't help but smile and teased, "You're quite the dreamer. If you can really defeat me, what's the harm in giving you one?"

"Really?" Yun Ming looked at her in surprise.

Angel Yan smiled slightly, jokingly saying, "I was just saying it casually."

Yun Ming: "..."

He hesitated, but said nothing.

Yun Ming raised the Flame Sword, his sharp eyes fixed on Angel Yan.

Angel Yan, seeing this, curled her lips into a playful smile and tilted her head, saying, "Come on, let me see your strength!"

Before her voice faded, Yun Ming suddenly swung the Flame Sword in his hand, throwing it into the air.

The sword body drew a brilliant arc in the air, like a lightning bolt piercing the sky, and as dazzling as a peacock spreading its tail, shooting straight towards Angel Yan.

Angel Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

She thought Yun Ming would rush towards her with the sword, but she didn't expect him to choose this kind of attack.

She didn't dodge, but quickly drew her own Flame Sword and blocked it in front of her.

"Clang!!!"

A crisp metallic collision sounded, and the powerful impact made Angel Yan's figure sway slightly, her high heels scraping out a spark.

"Not bad!" Angel Yan praised with a smile, "What kind of move is this?"

Yun Ming didn't answer, but followed up closely, re-gripping the Flame Sword and continuing his attack.

"Hundred Steps Flying Sword? Universe Throw?" he said casually. With the martial arts knowledge in his memory, what the moves were called was no longer important.

"Clang!!! Clang!!!"

The two Flame Swords collided continuously in the air, emitting crisp metallic sounds, sparks flying everywhere.

Yun Ming's swordsmanship was exquisite, wielding the sword like the wind, chasing life and seizing it. Every swing of the sword seemed to carry the force of thunder.

Angel Yan, on the other hand, kept defending and parrying, her figure retreating again and again.

She found that every time her Flame Sword collided with Yun Ming's, her power would be cleverly unloaded, and the other party's swordsmanship had reached an incredible realm.

"Kid, your performance really surprised me," Angel Yan's eyes sparkled with bright light, marveling with a smile.

If she weren't a demigod, possessing extraordinary power that could easily suppress all exquisite techniques, she would have difficulty coping with his swordsmanship alone.

This ordinary human without any Super Gene actually gave her the illusion that, at the same level, she was definitely not his opponent.

"Boy, I have nowhere left to retreat. Next, I'm going to go all out," Angel Yan said solemnly to Yun Ming, feeling that she was only one step away from the boundary.

As soon as her voice fell, she gave a delicate shout and soared into the air.

Holding the Flame Sword, she swooped down towards Yun Ming, close to the ground, bringing a gust of wind.

"Didn't you say you would only defend?" Yun Ming looked at her sudden attack and couldn't help but curse inwardly. The more beautiful a woman is, the more she knows how to deceive.

He quickly adjusted his mentality, his expression became serious, and he gripped the Flame Sword in his hand, swinging it out like lightning.

"Clang!" A loud metallic crash echoed in the air.

Angel Yan's strength directly suppressed Yun Ming, and she used her hands and feet together, displaying amazing combat skills.

Just then, a golden aura suddenly appeared around Yun Ming.

Angel Yan immediately felt as if she had fallen into a quagmire, and her movements became extremely difficult.

"What is this?" Angel Yan asked in surprise, finding that although she could break free from the shackles of this aura with a little force, it had already exceeded her originally planned range of power.

"This is my Protective Gang Qi!" Yun Ming said speechlessly upon seeing this.

He originally thought that this aura could bring more trouble to Angel Yan, but now it seemed that it only slightly restricted her mobility.