Su Yu's attack missed completely, and his offensive grew increasingly fierce. His wrist moved with the fluid agility of a snake, flipping rapidly as his blade flashed like a streak of light, instantly carving out fiercely sharp arcs. From tricky and intricate angles, he launched a mad assault on Qian Yuxi. The crisscrossing sword shadows formed an airtight net, aiming to engulf Qian Yuxi entirely.
Qian Yuxi's movements were exceptionally light and agile. She wove and shifted within this web of swords. Every dodge was a hair-breadth escape, with the sharp edge of the sword Qi frequently grazing her hair and the corners of her clothes. At the same time, the long sword in her hand did not slacken in the slightest; at times she parried with pinpoint accuracy, instantly sparking crisp metallic clashes and bursts of scattered sparks, while at other times she seized the momentum to counterattack with ferocious sword techniques that forced Su Yu into a brief retreat. The two traded blows relentlessly, the continuous sound of metal clashing echoing throughout the entire venue.
Meanwhile, the reactions of the audience in the venue were exceptionally fervent. Everyone was so tense they hardly dared to breathe, leaving the entire venue as dead and silent as if struck by a binding spell, with only the fierce sounds of combat echoing across the arena.
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