[Task]: Defeat Bai Yulong (Progress: 0/1) Reward: A Thread of Sword Intent
Accept: Yes/No
Sword Intent!
Lu Yi did not expect the reward to be this. The last time he encountered a task rewarding intent was when he had to make Senior Sister Liu Ningshuang fall in love with him.
Even though it was just a thread of sword intent, intent was intent. This was a powerful technique typically possessed only by experts at the Void Refinement Realm. Even a single thread was extremely formidable, enough to significantly boost Lu Yi''s combat strength!
Lu Yi''s eyes shone brightly. Looking at Bai Yulong, he smiled warmly, "Senior Brother Bai Yulong, please guide me!"
Bai Yulong was momentarily stunned by Lu Yi''s enthusiasm, but quickly smiled back, "Junior Brother Lu Yi, let''s have a good match."
Du Gufang''s voice echoed, "Begin!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Yulong unfolded his folding fan. Spiritual energy circulated around him, forming wisps of wind, and his figure vanished.
Lu Yi also smiled slightly and activated the White Cloud Steps, disappearing from his spot.
The next moment, both of them reappeared in the center of the arena. Lu Yi''s long sword and Bai Yulong''s folding fan surged with dense spiritual energy, clashing fiercely.
Boom!!
Sharp sword energy and fan energy intertwined, transforming into residual waves that ravaged the arena, leaving behind scars.
Their figures disappeared again, only to reappear the next instant, clashing once more.
Compared to Tie Man, Bai Yulong''s footwork was far superior and much faster. Against Tie Man, Lu Yi could rely on his speed advantage to find weaknesses and defeat him swiftly. However, against Bai Yulong, he could not replicate the same strategy.
In terms of offensive techniques, Bai Yulong''s fan techniques were extraordinary. Although slightly inferior to Lu Yi''s White Cloud Sword Technique, Bai Yulong''s cultivation level was high, likely having remained at Qi Refining Level Ten for quite some time. His spiritual energy was abundant, making his attacks formidable.
As a result, their battle reached a stalemate. Lu Yi held a slight advantage, but it was not significant enough to turn into a decisive victory.
The intense fluctuations from their battle produced semi-transparent shockwaves, spreading outward like storms. The surrounding outer disciples were shocked.
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"Yeah, even a casual attack from them would probably be impossible for me to block!"
"Senior Brother Bai Yulong is understandable—he''s at Qi Refining Level Ten and just a step away from the Foundation Establishment Realm. But Junior Brother Lu Yi is only at Qi Refining Level Seven, yet he''s this powerful?!"
"It''s terrifying!"
Boom!!
Another collision forced Lu Yi and Bai Yulong to retreat, landing in opposite corners of the arena.
Bai Yulong exhaled deeply to calm his turbulent spiritual energy. He took a deep breath, looked at Lu Yi, and warned, "Junior Brother Lu Yi, be careful!"
Spiritual energy surged into Bai Yulong''s folding fan. With a sharp clang, the fan released a razor-sharp aura, and his overall aura intensified.
He had fully activated the power of his magical weapon.
Seeing this, Lu Yi also smiled, channeling spiritual energy into his longsword. The sword emitted sharp intent.
Lu Yi''s longsword was also a magical weapon, which had cost his father quite a few spirit stones to purchase.
Both of them vanished and clashed again.
Boom!!
Two sharp semi-transparent energy waves sliced across the arena, leaving deep fissures over ten meters long. With their magical weapons activated, their techniques became even more destructive.
After another round of fierce exchanges lasting hundreds of moves, Bai Yulong''s aura began to wane. Finally, in a powerful strike, Lu Yi pushed him back.
Bai Yulong landed near the edge of the arena, exhaling heavily. He looked at Lu Yi and, with a slightly twisted expression, asked, "Junior Brother Lu Yi, haven''t you run out of spiritual energy yet?!"
Lu Yi checked his remaining spiritual energy, which was about two-thirds full. Glancing at Bai Yulong''s thinning spiritual energy, he coughed and said, "Almost... it''s nearly gone."
Hearing this, Bai Yulong took a deep breath. His eyes flashed with determination as he charged at Lu Yi again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
The battle resumed, but this time it lasted only a few dozen moves before Bai Yulong was sent flying. He landed with multiple steps backward, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. His face was pale as he glared at the still-energetic Lu Yi.
"Junior Brother Lu Yi! You liar! How is this ''almost out of spiritual energy''?!"
Seeing Bai Yulong''s frustrated expression, Lu Yi coughed again and said hesitantly, "...Really, it''s down to less than a quarter."
Bai Yulong: "???"
He stared at Lu Yi in disbelief. "You call having a quarter of your spiritual energy left ''almost out''?!"
Below the arena, Jiang Fan and others also looked on with strange expressions.
Lin Wan''er shouted, "Junior Brother Lu Yi is a monster, right?! Bai Yulong is at Qi Refining Level Ten, yet his spiritual energy can''t match someone at Qi Refining Level Seven?!"
Jiang Fan''s expression was serious. "Didn''t you hear? His White Cloud Spiritual Breathing Technique is at the Returning to Origin Realm. The density of his spiritual energy far exceeds that of an ordinary Qi Refining Level Seven cultivator."
Even the cold-faced Li Yun muttered, "...This isn''t just exceeding Qi Refining Level Seven. Bai Yulong''s energy is depleted, and this guy still has a quarter left. It''s far beyond Qi Refining Level Ten!"
In the sky, Du Gufang and the other elders were equally shocked.
An inner sect elder marveled at Lu Yi, "This young man is remarkable. In the Qi Refining Realm, he''s cultivated one breathing technique and two offensive techniques—all reaching the Perfection Realm."
"Indeed, such comprehension is rare! Even core disciples might not match this."
"I think this kid is well-suited to sword cultivation. I plan to take him as my disciple," said a white-haired elder, stroking his beard with a smile.
The other elders immediately glared at him, and the scene erupted.
"You old fool! What nonsense! You''re not worthy!"
"Exactly! His talent in movement techniques means he should learn escape techniques from me!"
"Nonsense! I have a rare Nascent Soul cultivation technique fragment from a relic. I should pass it to him—he''s destined to be my disciple!"
"I think this boy and I are fated..."
The inner sect elders argued fiercely, their faces flushed.