Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm: Mountain-Borrowing

The atmosphere suddenly changed.

Many of the disciples who had only come to watch the excitement now looked on with something else in their eyes.

A member of the Four Symbols Sect stood on Hanging Sword Sect territory and had caught a Hanging Sword Sect sword move right in front of them. It was only natural that many of them felt a resistance to Ye An.

The voices cheering for Zhao Yuanling from below the platform grew louder.

Zhao Yuanling did not let up. He kept the Shocking Swan Sword Art flowing, sending wave after wave of Sword Qi pressing toward Ye An.

True Essence continued to gather at his sword tip. An ordinary cultivator at the Qi Condensation Initial Stage would have been driven back again and again by now.

But Ye An had not retreated a single step.

Ye An's palms wheeled in turn. The force of his Black Tortoise Mountain-Suppressing Palm seemed slow yet ran deep. Each strike landed precisely on a weak point in Zhao Yuanling's sword momentum. It was like waves crashing against a reef: no matter how great the waves, the reef did not move.

Zhao Yuanling's Sword Qi grew denser, but his energy was draining at a visible rate.

Ye An, by contrast, still breathed steadily. The difference between them was plain.

Zhao Yuanling had realized it too.

A thought he did not want to admit rose in his mind: If this goes on, I'll be the one who runs out of True Qi first!

The watching disciples were still cheering for him, but he knew those cheers would stop the moment he lost.

So he had to stake everything on one move!

Zhao Yuanling gritted his teeth. His sword momentum suddenly drew inward, and he pulled back half a step.

He had