"Second round, Yun Che versus Xia Yimian. Please take the stage."
Xia Yimian opened her eyes almost the instant the match list appeared. Blazing fighting spirit instantly flared in her previously calm eyes.
She abruptly rose and walked toward the center of the arena, her steps firm, each one seeming to land on everyone's heartstrings.
She did not look at Yun Che again, merely straightening her back as she waited for the examiner's command to begin.
Yun Che's expression remained calm as he also walked toward the center of the arena. The two stood facing each other, several yards apart.
Watching from the raised platform, Xia Qin knitted her delicate brows slightly. She secretly sent Yun Che a voice transmission, telling him not to strike too hard.
"Begin!"
The instant the final syllable fell, Xia Yimian moved!
With a sharp cry, she unleashed her spirit power without restraint. Dazzling golden light enveloped her entire body as she shot straight toward Yun Che like a bolt of golden lightning.
At some point, a blue-green longsword had appeared in her hand. Radiant colors flowed over its blade; it was clearly an exceptional spirit treasure as well.
Before the sword reached him, fierce sword qi had already torn through the air with unstoppable momentum. She was clearly putting everything into this strike, holding nothing back!
Yun Che's gaze remained calm. Facing Xia Yimian's thunderous strike, he merely shifted slightly sideways, deftly avoiding the sword's edge head-on.
The fierce sword qi swept past, practically grazing his shoulder. The gust it raised blew a few strands of hair back from his forehead.
"Too slow." Yun Che's voice was flat, yet it reached Xia Yimian's ears clearly.
Xia Yimian was not discouraged by her missed strike. With a turn of her wrist, her blue-green longsword darted