Chapter 918
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At that moment, the terrifying aura of the blade seemed to coalesce into an endless, unyielding, and coldly fierce blade energy.
Even the skies above the valley darkened and became chaotic because of Jie Ou’s strike.
Ye Wushuang gazed calmly as Jie Ou’s blade descended.
“Interesting…”
Her eyes brightened, tinged with a hint of admiration.
Jie Ou, so young, had reached the second level of the Ten Thousand Methods realm. As a core disciple of Lingjian Mountain, he was indeed remarkable.
In that instant, Ye Wushuang sheathed her Tianya Sword. Her inner energy surged forth, producing a thunderous roar like peals of thunder.
Among the onlookers, Jiang Yihan was stunned by the sight.
What kind of spiritual technique was Ye Wushuang using?
When they had sparred, Ye Wushuang hadn’t used such a technique!
But the more he thought about it, the more disheartened he felt.
She hadn’t used it against him, but she had against Jie Ou.
Did that mean Jie Ou was more formidable than he was?
“Damn it!”
Jiang Yihan cursed involuntarily.
“What’s wrong?” Mu Zili and Li Wenqing looked at him curiously.
Mu Zili couldn’t help but laugh, “Jiang Yihan, have you suffered a defeat at Ye Wushuang’s hands?”
Jiang Yihan grumbled and moved a little farther away from the two.
Suffered a defeat?
He hadn’t even managed to force Ye Wushuang to use this technique!
Who exactly was Ye Wushuang, and why was she so extraordinary?
At that moment, thunderous sounds rolled around Ye Wushuang.
Jie Ou’s blade was about to strike.
Ye Wushuang raised her palm.
Within her palm, one after another, thunder seals began to form.
Six thunder seals, each emitting a faint cyan glow, no larger than the size of a palm, gathered in front of Ye Wushuang.
“Go!”
With a low shout, the six thunder seals, arranged in two sets of three, surged forward.
The blade struck down.
The thunder seals blasted out.
Boom!!!
The dull roar spread throughout the valley in an instant.
The ground trembled incessantly.
A terrifying aura spread in all directions, unceasingly.
Everyone was terrified.
This was…
Too intense!
Even a battle between those at the third or fourth level of the Ten Thousand Methods realm might not be this fierce.
And then, amidst the swirling mist, a figure gradually became clear.
“It’s Ye Wushuang!”
All eyes focused on her.
At that moment, Ye Wushuang, dressed in white, remained spotless and serene.
Dozens of feet away from her, the rolling thunder dissipated.
The light faded.
Two figures emerged.
“Shi Shan Zhu!”
Everyone was taken aback.
When had Shi Shan Zhu entered the arena?
Behind Shi Wuheng, the mountain master, Jie Ou stood there, his face filled with lingering fear.
His “Lei Huang Dong Tian Dao” lay on the ground.
Blood dripped from his right arm, drop by drop.
“Ye Wushuang wins!”
Shi Wuheng announced.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
They hadn’t seen clearly what had happened.
But it was obvious.
Shi Wuheng had intervened, Jie Ou was injured, and Ye Wushuang was unscathed.
The outcome was clear at a glance.
Shi Wuheng turned to Jie Ou and snorted, “You little brat, now you know that there are people more capable than you, and that the sky is not the limit, right?”
Jie Ou was still dazed and speechless.
Ye Wushuang bowed and said, “Sorry, my power… was a bit too heavy…”
Shi Wuheng, however, laughed and said, “Alright, Young Master Ye, no need to worry about this little brat. I know you didn’t use your full strength!”
What?
Without using full strength, she had defeated Jie Ou?
Ye Wushuang nodded, turned, and left.
But the entire arena had already erupted into chaos…
