On the best viewing platform, after staring at the mirror image for a while, a Domain Master turned to Wei Mo beside him and said, "One lethal move after another has failed to deal with Shi Chun. I'm afraid that with Mulan Qingqing's cultivation realm, it's going to be tough."

Wei Mo made no response.

But those who were aware of the methods of the Su Yuan Sect could tell that Mulan Qingqing's strength lay in those two killer moves; she had the upper hand due to the craftiness and the shocking speed. Once the craftiness and shocking speed couldn't trouble her opponent, the situation was prone to reversal.

The Domain Masters present were all knowledgeable and didn't need to wait for the end; seeing that Mulan Qingqing couldn't defeat Shi Chun, they knew that she had hit a snag. They could see that the exchange between the two had reached a watershed moment, and it all depended on whether she could cross it.

Chi Rang furrowed his brows and pursed his lips.

On the Su Yuan Sect's seats, Ji Qinghe and others had solemn expressions that were difficult to dispel.

However, in the eyes of most people, Mulan Qingqing still seemed to have the upper hand with her technique of using mana to overpower her enemy, leaving Shi Chun with only the capacity to defend and no strength to counterattack. Those who cared about Shi Chun were mostly tense.

Yet Shi Chun, standing in the midst of the vast whiteness, was neither arrogant nor impatient. He easily avoided the flying swords whizzing back and forth, not because he was faster, but because he could anticipate the flying sword's path from their orientation, stepping out of the way in advance.

In any case, he just kept turning around in place to dodge, carefully managing his own domain, making sure it wasn't breached.

He had already considered the strengths and weaknesses of both sides, and unless absolutely necessary or he was absolutely sure, he would never leap high; 'three points lost by leaving the ground' was the warning he gave himself.

Therefore, he neither fled nor jumped but instead waited out in his own domain.

If he didn't have the strength to be a fierce tiger, then he would be a vicious wolf, always watching, waiting, ready to strike at any moment.

He knew very well that once a standoff formed, it was a matter of who would first show a flaw.

As long as he could maintain the standoff, he had the advantage—for he didn't believe that his opponent's mana could sustain such a large Law Domain for long.

Once the opponent lost the advantage of sneakiness and sharpness, once forced into close combat with him, that's when his advantage would emerge.

He had already grasped the shooting rhythm of that shuttling sword but was in no hurry to knock it down, continuing the standoff. The more the opponent acted, the more likely they were to lose patience. The less patience they had, the more desperate they would become, and the more desperate they were, the more likely they would reveal a weakness.

He had prepared more than just the white mist; he had many lethal moves, waiting for the right opportunity to show off.

Mulan Qingqing also knew that she couldn't sustain such a massive Law Domain with her mana for long, so she didn't plan to continue the attrition. After a series of ineffective continuous attacks, she immediately changed her strategy. As the flying sword shot towards her, she grabbed it, and then burst forth like an arrow off the string, becoming a fleeting shadow, the sword like flowing light.

She didn't charge directly into the whiteness but brushed past it, and with the momentum, she unleashed a palm strike that thundered like a storm over the hills.

A gust of wind like a huge barrier swept over, and in an instant, the white enveloped area was completely swept away.

Shi Chun's figure was also instantly laid bare, giving one the feeling as if he had been stripped of his clothes.

Guann Yingjie was instantly overjoyed, knowing that his senior sister's lethal move had come into play.

The viewers all sensed Shi Chun's peril. Wei Mo, slanting against the armrest in front of the mirror image, quickly clenched his hand that was propping up his cheek into a fist, resting it on his nostril.

But what everyone thought was a great crisis, in Shi Chun's eyes, was an opportunity. He believed that the chance he had been waiting for had finally arrived!

He had anticipated the situation where his eye-blocking skill would clear the field. If he could use white ash, then of course, he had to consider the consequences of this becoming ineffective.

The moment the whiteness was blown away, he struck the ground with his blade, and the erupting earth once again blasted the white mist into the air.

"..." There was a multitude of speechless onlookers.

Wu Jinliang laughed with his mouth wide open; he knew Shi Chun had a lot of white ash.

What the crowd hadn't seen was that amid the exploding dust, Shi Chun had rolled over and lay down on the ground. At the first opportunity, he poked out a human-shaped stone statue from the Qiankun Bracelet, dressed in clothes stripped from a corpse.

The statue was crafted by Wu Jin in Shi Chun's likeness—at his request. However, the result was somewhat blurry. Wu Jin thought his craftsmanship was quite good, believing that abstract beauty required appreciation, and anyone who didn't like it simply didn't understand beauty.

Shi Chun didn't say anything about his work; he was already used to this kind of rough job. It didn't matter whether it was good or bad, as long as it was useful.

They were all products of the Land of Exile; no one from there had the luxury to be picky about details.

Of course, Wu Jin had made more than one such statue.

When the artistic drive kicked in, he couldn't control his own creative desires and made many statues in various forms.

Shi Chun, who had once again erupted into a white fog, did not continue to enhance the coverage of the white mist this time, making the protruding statue vaguely visible.

Mulan Qingqing, passing by in the blink of an eye, was pulled to a stop by a bowstring-like thread, turning her head back, when she saw the mist erupt again, she hadn't had time to be annoyed when she instinctively brightened up, catching a glimpse of a moving figure in the fog.

The opportunity she had been searching for had finally come!

She transformed into a shadow and shot out. The surge of her cultivation combined with the catapulting force of the bowstring meant that she and her sword moved with such a speed that it seemed capable of ending everything.

Charging into the mist, the chilling light of her sword aimed at the figure was powerful enough to crush stone and pull up trees.

With this sword, she left no way out for Shi Chun.

Some things, as she herself said—if she made a move with her killing intent, even she would find it hard to control, the speed was too fast. With her current level of cultivation, it was too late to change the move, this was intended to be a fatal strike.

The bait-throwing Shi Chun, lying on the ground, also moved, suddenly sitting up and wildly slashing out with his sword.

He poured all of his cultivation into this strike, also leaving no way out for his opponent. The No Demon Blade was aimed to shatter his opponent's bones into dust.

I had no choice, if I let the opponent escape this strike, the same move wouldn't succeed a second time. It had to be a hit.

Boom! A sword's cold light, a stone statue crumbled into pieces. Mulan Qingqing, who landed the blow, immediately sensed something wrong. She knew the difference between hitting a person and hitting stone.

But it was too late to react, the hunting blade had almost simultaneously struck her waist as her sword hit the statue.

Boom, another explosion rang out, shredding her clothes into tattered pieces.

Shi Chun, who had also successfully struck his target, felt something off as well. There was no sensation of the No Demon Blade slicing flesh, no feeling of a target being blown apart. Instead, the swiftly passing target nearly dragged his blade out of his hand, tearing open his palm, from which blood gushed.

On one side of the mountain, the dispersed white ash was just arriving.

"Cough, cough."

"This isn't mist, it's dust."

"What the hell, cough, cough."

Those in the affected area were caught off guard, coughing violently if they didn't cast a spell in time for defense.

This made it clear how fast the clash was unfolding.

Mulan Qingqing's figure, flying out from the mist, obviously looked off, thrown off course rather than flying, hitting the ground with a thud that sent dirt and stones flying.

Mulan Qingqing rolled on the ground and then knelt on one knee. She plunged her sword into the earth to stop her sliding momentum.

Looking up, she was disheveled, her outer garment torn and hanging off one side, revealing a bare snowy white arm and a golden brocade vest underneath.

She glanced at her chest, still heart-pounding, knowing that if it hadn't been for that vest, her life would have been lost.

That strike had disrupted her maintenance of the Law Domain, the three-dimensional grid-like Law Domain had disappeared.

She quickly wiped the trace of blood from the corner of her mouth. Although there was a dull pain in her waist and discomfort in her internal organs, she knew she wasn't seriously harmed.

But others saw it differently.

"Ah!"

Gasps and shock rippled through the crowd. Wang Sheng actually hit his fiancée to the point of exposure. Wasn't this too far? Did he really not want his fiancée that much?

Wan Daoyuan was dumbfounded. Being able to leave Mulan Qingqing in such a sorry state, Wang Sheng's strength was indeed extraordinary. It was lucky that they hadn't entered the fray, or they wouldn't have known how they died. If he could strike his fiancée so mercilessly, what mercy could they expect?

"Hehe..." Wu Jinliang chuckled smugly.

Xiang Laner's eyes sparkled as she shook her head slightly.

The martial training field of the royal capital was also in an uproar.

Ji Qinghe and the other two from Su Yuan Sect had jumped up in alarm, extremely worried.

Young Master Nan at the small building's window instinctively stepped on the sill, excitedly wanting to climb out.

Feng Chi, hidden under the cloak, was thrilled, her face flushed with excitement.

The three big shots from Wukang Mountain were stupefied.

Miao Dingyi turned to his dumbstruck wife and said, "It seems your understanding of him isn't that deep."

The Life Continent Domain Master Wei Mo on the best viewing platform snorted coldly, "Mixed Treasure Armor, specially catered by Su Yuan Sect."

This sentence expressed his intense dissatisfaction.

Any discerning person could see, if not for the treasure armor protecting her body, the match would be decided, and Mulan Qingqing would be dead.

"Sister!"

Guann Yingjie, shocked, cried out after watching the match. Just the sight of his sister exposed was enough to make him frantic, not to mention seeing her kneeling, wiping blood from her lips. He mistook it for a serious injury.

His sister, who usually looked like a goddess, how could she be so disheveled unless seriously hurt?

He immediately cast aside the rules of the duel and conjured magic in mid-air. He briefly paused on an invisible spiderweb-like suspension before darting out in a blur, not targeting Mulan Qingqing but rushing towards Wang Sheng, thinking Wang Sheng wanted to pursue and kill his sister. He naturally wanted to rescue his sister in this dangerous moment.

Shi Chun, observing the slowly healing wound on his hand through the settling mist, raised his eyes toward the kneeling Mulan Qingqing. He was also shocked. What the hell, his blade didn't kill her?

Scanning the surroundings, seeing that Mulan Qingqing's Law Domain had broken, he lifted his blade, ready to take advantage of the situation to exert his close-quarters combat prowess. But he was startled and angered by Guann Yingjie's shout. They had agreed to a fair duel; was this supposed to include help?

Not daring to pursue Mulan Qingqing any further, he waved his hand, and the dense mist exploded once again. His figure swiftly vanished within it to evade.

Guann Yingjie, intent on saving his sister, charged heedlessly onward.

"..." Wan Daoyuan and the others were taken aback; even being from the same side, this seemed a bit unsportsmanlike.

When Mulan Qingqing, twisted to look, saw what was happening, she nearly had a heart attack. Frantically raising her bare arm, she waved it in an urgent stop motion, hysterically shouting, "Don't!"

She had already suffered once and knew the cunning of Shi Chun concealed within the mist. For her brother to blindly charge in was practically suicide.

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