The spectators exchanged glances, exclamations of amazement rising all around.
"Sword Fiend is one of the Mythic Heavenly Palace's top ten, yet this new student keeps breaking his moves?"
"I thought Sword Fiend would crush Jun Wangchen with his slaying sword intent. Looks like I was too naive."
"Who exactly is this Jun Wangchen? How can his swordsmanship be so powerful?"
"Relax. Sword Fiend still has moves he hasn't used. It's too early to draw any conclusions."
As the crowd debated, Jun Wangchen and Sword Fiend exchanged several more blows.
Their battle carried them from midair down to the ground. Sword energy sharp enough to tear through the air collided, wave after wave rippling across the Tournament Stage in a fierce spectacle.
"Lone Dragon Sword Art!" With Jun Wangchen repeatedly countering his moves, Sword Fiend gritted his teeth and roared.
In an instant, black smoke surged out and enveloped his black sword.
He thrust, seemingly piercing the air itself. Sword light flashed so brilliantly that no one could look directly at it.
The appearance of this strike sent a shock through everyone.
"What a fast sword! I can't even see its path."
"To think Sword Fiend was hiding such a powerful move. He really is something."
"Jun Wangchen is going to lose now."
"Losing to a strike like that would be an honor for him."
Almost no one believed Jun Wangchen could win. Many were already shaking their heads, certain of his defeat.
"Jun Wangchen is going to lose," Wei Mingzhe said, frowning as he watched.
Once Sword Fiend unleashed his Lone Dragon Sword Art, even the sword's path became impossible to see. Dragon cries thundered all around, making it impossible to tell where the blade was.
Mo Long folded his arms and said calmly, "I think Jun