Space Blink

"How could I have lost? That's impossible!"

Only a moment ago, Undying Devil Young Master had been towering above everyone, saying that Ye Chen's misfortune was running into him. Yet how much time had passed? He had been utterly defeated. The enormous contrast nearly drove Undying Devil Young Master mad. Lan Shanmei's mocking expression seemed to surface in his mind, making him even more furious and humiliated.

Inside the small private chamber, Undying Devil Young Master clenched his fists tightly, his nails piercing his palms as blood slowly dripped down.

"Such immense sword pressure—what kind of ability is this?"

Star Sword Marquis was, after all, an exceptional swordsman. He had keenly sensed the sword pressure Ye Chen released at that critical moment and was deeply curious. However, Ye Chen's control over this ability was extremely refined; he released it and withdrew it in an instant. Even Star Sword Marquis could not make heads or tails of it and could only secretly speculate.

"Sword pressure? It seems I can't get too close to him."

Snow Sword Marquis frowned slightly. Normally, sword pressure was only produced when a swordsman attacked, so its range and effect were limited. But sword pressure released from within one's own body—that was terrifying.

"Junior Brother Ye is still Junior Brother Ye. His progress is astonishing, beyond all reason."

A smile appeared on Xu Jing's face. In this world, she had been the first to notice Ye Chen's astonishing potential. Back when they were still disciples of the Flowing Cloud Sect, she had predicted that Ye Chen had a chance to ascend to the pinnacle of peerless swordsmen. Now, he was not all that far from that goal.

There were more than a dozen popular contenders present, and pairs frequently clashed, erupting into earth-shaking battles.

Iron Mad Lord,