"..."

His eyes gradually fell on the high seat directly in front of him. Duan Qing fell into deep thought again, but before he could see any clues from the city lord's reaction to Rondoer's personal participation in the battle, inside the arena

A new battle has broken out again: "Cross——"

"Flying Slash!"

Still in the same flying posture, the young swordsman took the lead and used the move that Duan Qing had seen when escorting the convoy on the opponent. The whistling and fast sword energy also gathered in the air.

Together, they sent two cross-shaped rays of light that seemed to be able to split space in front of the opponent. The sound of exploding metal clashes then appeared in the center of the circular square, pouring out concussive ripples that were enough to break glass in all directions, leading to a head-on confrontation.

After this slash, Prince then revealed his expressionless face behind the shining light, and then flipped up the sword he was holding in front of him.

"Cross——"

It seemed that he had been prepared for this. The young swordsman who was lifted into the air by the crazy air current yelled: "Meteor Stab!"

clang!

In the scene that was turned upside down by the scattered sword energy, the sword energy from Rondoer gathered into a line in mid-air, and then hit Prince's big sword hard with a sharp force.

The Talsinger fighter, whose face remained unchanged, seemed to be unable to resist the power contained in this sword energy. He rolled down behind him with another metallic crunching sound, but Rondoer, who had just landed,

Without hesitation, he accelerated against the ground and rushed up. The long sword in his hand once again burst out with shining light: "Cross——"

"Shiwen Sword!"

Swish——

The dazzling sword light appeared again in the dust that was kicked up, but this time there was no sound of metal collision. Amid the commotion that followed, Whispering Liushang quietly lay down in front of Duan Qing: "So

Will the winner be determined soon?"

"Maybe in our eyes, these skills of his are already very powerful sword skills." Duan Qing sighed and shook his head: "But if you use it to deal with that guy..."

"The swords in front of me are still not enough."

In the dust that gradually dissipated, the two combatants who exchanged three moves in an instant finally separated for a moment, and the panting Rondoer finally stood up from his half-kneeling position and stared with shocked eyes.

Opponent on the other side: "Demon, Demon Swordsman?"

"……bingo."

Standing behind the big sword on the other side of the dust, the swordsman holding cyan energy finally showed his first smile since the beginning of the war, and then waved away the invisible wall that had previously blocked the opponent's sneak attack in front of him.

In the air: "I want to praise you."
Chapter completed!