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Two shadows interweaved ceaselessly amongst ripples, clashing at a high frequency as they fought fiercely upwards from mid-air to the higher skies.
Yang Ge only felt that the elder’s Sword Qi was light and precise, like wind and clouds surging, unpredictable, and akin to an antelope hanging its horns, elusive.
The elder only felt that the youth’s knife energy was overwhelmingly mighty, resembling tumultuous waves, vast and impactful, yet also like a bold stroke of ink, wild and unrestrained.
The two fought faster and more ferociously as the duel continued!
From mid-air they ascended above the clouds, shredding miles of cloud sea.
And from within the cloud sea they plummeted to the ground, leveling miles of hills.
Despite Yang Ge’s profound and thick Taiji True Qi and his exceptionally astonishing recovery ability, he was showing signs of struggling to sustain such an intense battle and was gradually falling into a disadvantage...
"Eternity of ages!"
Hence, after a brief intense entanglement, Yang Ge forcefully drew in his True Qi, turning and unleashing an eighty-zhang-long crimson knife Qi, attempting to suppress his opponent with sheer force and regain the losing momentum.
The white-haired elder, upon seeing this, didn’t dodge and instead swung out with one hand, a vibrant green hundred-zhang-long Sword Qi, directly blocking Yang Ge’s eighty-zhang knife Qi.
The two terrifying Qi Forces, under the control of the two current peak masters, spanned dozens of zhang without leaking the slightest amount, colliding like two laser weapons, locked in a stalemate!
Yang Ge, feeling the pressure reflected back from the Cold Moon Treasure Blade, knew deep down that his blow might not surpass the elder’s, but he did not hesitate to press both hands against the blade, stubbornly propelling the knife Qi forward...
"Break!"
His expression fierce, face flushed red, he roared, the Evil Qi around his body surging violently, the ferocious black dragon of city-slaughtering and nation-destroying might reappeared, pouring into the knife Qi. The crimson knife Qi instantly ignited with black flames, its power climbing another notch.
This blow was not Yang Ge’s ultimate skill.
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But it was certainly his strongest state.
The white-haired elder, sensing the shaky intent of his Sword Qi, chanted a string of scriptures Yang Ge could not understand. Pressing his left hand onto his right arm, the lush Sword Qi instantly flickered with intense thunderous light, equally unyielding and withstanding the pressure of the dark-crimson knife Qi, charging at Yang Ge.
The two approached face-to-face, their Qi Forces furiously compressing and solidifying, eventually forming two dazzling orbs of light that opposed each other in mid-air, in a deadlock.
At this moment, every second seemed extraordinarily drawn out.
Yang Ge, not feeling the sensation of emptiness after a long while, bit down on his back teeth, desperately squeezing out every bit of his Taiji True Qi into the knife Qi in his hands, attempting to shatter the thunderous Sword Qi ahead.
But no matter how hard he tried, the thunderous Sword Qi stood before him like an unassailable majestic mountain, impeding every inch of his progress!
What chilled his heart even more was... he had no idea if the white-haired elder opposite him had exerted his full strength!
Because every time he exerted more force, the white-haired elder would also increase his power, and each time just enough to suppress him by a notch!
He wasn’t a novice in the martial world anymore. When one side goes all out, while the other seems to have plenty to spare, he was of course all too clear what that implied.
’I can’t keep dragging this out...’ he thought.
A thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately bit his back teeth hard, shouting, "Shatter!"
"Boom!"
The crimson flame of the knife Qi exploded on cue, dragging the locked thunder Sword Qi to dissipate together, transforming into rolling waves of light that illuminated countless miles of forest to the finest detail!
However, since the red flame of the knife Qi exploded first, Yang Ge suffered a hidden loss, forcibly enduring a wave of backlash, coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood and being blown away by the aftershock.
Luckily, the wave-like aftermath also obscured the white-haired elder’s vision and figure.
When the glow dissipated and the dust settled, the white-haired elder stood mid-air, scanning afar, but where could he find Yang Ge’s figure?
He looked at his torn sleeve, interestedly chuckled, "The younger generation does show promise, indeed... "
He raised his eyelids, gazed at the lingering glow of the sky one last time, turned into a vibrant green Sword Qi, and swept towards the distant mountains.
After a while, Yang Ge burst forth from the ground at the place where the white-haired elder had stood, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood-streaked saliva, wheezing heavily, and using his hands and feet to crawl out of the pit: "My fiery horse, my fiery horse, Shen deceived me, Shen deceived me ah, if this bastard is really a Grandmaster, I’ll chop Shen’s head off and kick it around like a ball!"
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