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At the center of the arena, the fierce battle raged on.
The struggle between Chen Mu and Zhong Weifeng had already reached a fever pitch.
Chen Mu abruptly unleashed Wind Breathing's Fifth Form-Cold Autumn Falls on Mountain Wind.
In an instant, an enormous wind blade howled into being above Zhong Weifeng's head, whirling madly around Chen Mu before cleaving down with the force of toppling mountains and overturning seas.
Sword aura collided violently with the qi shields, producing a piercing screech that left many spectators' eardrums aching.
Several layers of tiles were ripped from the arena floor by the tremendous force, sending shattered stone flying.
The immense impact drove both men back several steps.
Zhong Weifeng dug both claws into the ground to steady himself. Even so, one of the qi shields before him dissipated. After taking so many sword strikes, it had nearly reached its limit.
Chen Mu dragged his sword along the ground before planting it to barely steady himself. He was breathing somewhat heavily now, fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead.
A moment later, Chen Mu slowly rose and straightened his back, his gaze blazing as he looked at Zhong Weifeng. Scarlet-gold light flickered in Zhong Weifeng's eyes.
The corners of Chen Mu's mouth lifted slightly. "So that's it. Brother Weifeng, you've kept the Shrimp Eyes secret art active all this time. No wonder your dynamic vision is so keen that you can keep up with the incredible speed of my sword."
Zhong Weifeng cupped his hands slightly and replied modestly, "You flatter me, Brother."
Chen Mu neither agreed nor disagreed, continuing, "Lion's Mane, Fish Scales, Eagle Claws, Deer Antlers, Shrimp Eyes, Serpent Body, and Dog's Mouth. Brother Weifeng, you've mastered seven of the Nine Primordial Yellow Secrets.