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Chapter 320 Ye Xinglan's Heart Flutters

Ye Xinglan let out a sharp cry and drew her Star God Sword.

A burst of dazzling starlight sword energy erupted, carrying the Star God Sword Intent she had comprehended, and fiercely met the cunning silver chain that was attacking.

The sword flashed and struck the chain precisely, producing a crisp "clinking" sound and scattering sparks.

Ye Xinglan moved nimbly through the tangled silver chains, though she was constantly in danger and forced to defend herself by the unpredictable spearhead. However, she managed to hold on thanks to the sharpness of the Star God Sword and the swiftness of her sword intent, and did not immediately fall.

On the other side, Gula, wielding the Star Diamond Longsword, appeared to be handling Ling Wuxie's storm of sword strikes with ease.

He didn't even move many feet; with a slight twist of his wrist, the diamond longsword traced mysterious trajectories. There were no earth-shattering clashes of soul skills, only the purest fusion of sword intent and sword energy, unleashing pure destructive power.

His sword sometimes surged like a cascading galaxy, overwhelming and suppressing Ling Wuxie's blade with unparalleled force; sometimes it twinkled like stars, its trajectory unpredictable, easily piercing the weaknesses in Ling Wuxie's blade; and sometimes it condensed like a sliver of starlight, sharp and unmatched, pointing directly to the core!
Ling Wuxie became the target of Gula's sword practice.

The starry sword intent seemed to possess a life of its own, carrying the pressure of the vast universe, making Ling Wuxie feel as if he was not fighting against a person, but against an entire starry sky.

He realized Gula's intentions, felt extremely humiliated, but was powerless to do anything about it and could not put up any resistance.

His swordsmanship was completely seen through and suppressed. His proud battle armor amplification seemed to lose most of its effect in the face of the extremely refined Starry Sword Intent.

With each clash of sword and blade, a cold and sharp stellar force penetrated his arm through the blade, ignoring the protection of his battle armor and causing his blood and qi to surge.

"Damn it! Fourth Soul Skill - Silver Edge Sky-Splitting Slash!"

Ling Wuxie roared, and his fifth spirit ring lit up immediately, "Fifth Spirit Skill: Nine Rings Overlapping Waves!"

He exerted all his strength, and the light of his blade surged, layer upon layer like a raging storm, sweeping in with the power to tear through space. The light on his battle armor was also pushed to its limit.

Gula's eyes remained calm. The five-ring Soul King, equipped with the One-Word Battle Armor, possessed the combat power of a Soul Saint, but was not comparable to a true Soul Saint. He was able to suppress Ling Wuxie solely with his physique honed through countless trials.

But in order to give Ye Xinglan some insight, he chose to thrust out the sword.

With a seemingly casual gesture, Gula thrust the Star Sword forward, its tip condensing into a single, dazzling point of starlight, precisely striking the core of the layers of blade waves—the point where power was transmitted.

"laugh--!"

Like a hot knife slicing through butter, the surging wave of blade energy was instantly split open by that single point of starlight, and the violent blade energy scattered to both sides.

Ling Wuxie groaned, staggered backward along with his sword from an overwhelming force, his arm holding the sword aching and numb, his eyes filled with horror.

He broke through his strongest soul skill combination so easily with just sword intent and basic sword energy!
Tuoba Feng was becoming increasingly alarmed as the battle progressed. He had initially thought that with his strange silver chain spear spirit and battle armor, defeating this sword spirit master, who was of a lower level than himself, shouldn't be too difficult.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's sword intent was so tenacious, and his swordsmanship was so exquisite that he could always narrowly avoid or block his most tricky attacks.

What put even more pressure on him was that whenever he was about to succeed, or Ye Xinglan made a fatal mistake, a faint but sharp wisp of star sword intent would always pass by at just the right moment, either forcing back his silver chains or striking the weak point of his attack, forcibly interrupting his rhythm.

This was clearly a warning and interference from Ling Wuxie's opponent, who was distracted by other matters. What terrifying mental strength and swordsmanship control did this require?!

"Damn it!" Ling Wuxie and Tuoba Feng cursed inwardly at the same time.

Their sect had gathered intelligence on the contestants and recognized Gula as the terrifying figure who had defeated Basong with a single finger yesterday.

They originally thought they would have a chance in a two-on-two match, but they didn't expect their opponents to be so ridiculously strong. Moreover, their opponents were obviously not serious. Even if they were young and focused on improving their cultivation, they shouldn't have failed to even see their martial spirit.

But a surge of pride and resentment welled up within him. Ling Wuxie's defeat to Tang Wulin was already a great humiliation; was he really going to lose to his teammate today as well?

Tuoba Feng was well aware that, given their age, this would be their last chance to participate in the Youth Soul Master Competition. For the honor of their sect and for their own dreams, they could not give up like this.

"Fight!"

The two looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes.

Ling Wuxie's swordplay changed again, becoming even more frenzied, even at the cost of injury. Tuoba Feng also went all out, his four silver chains dancing like a madman, not only attacking Ye Xinglan but also occasionally sending out chain shadows to lash at Gula, attempting to interfere with his support for Ye Xinglan. However, the difference in strength could not be bridged by willpower alone.

Seeing that Ye Xinglan was nearing her limit under the opponent's frantic counterattack, Gula stopped delaying.

The diamond star sword in his hand shone brightly, and his sword intent suddenly surged.

With a swift movement, he seemed to transform into a dazzling starlight tearing through space, instantly breaking through the net of blades that Ling Wuxie had desperately constructed.

"Dragon Star Cluster - Swordfall!"

One after another, the condensed sword energy, seemingly falling from the heavens, carried a destructive sharpness and pierced straight into the core of Ling Wuxie's battle armor.

Ling Wuxie's pupils shrank as he sensed the threat of death. He roared and held the silver knife horizontally in front of his chest, unleashing the full power of his battle armor.

"boom--!"

A blinding burst of starlight erupted, and Ling Wuxie was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the protective shield at the edge of the arena. His battle armor emitted a tooth-grinding groan, and a deep sword wound appeared on his chest, its light dimming.

He coughed up blood and completely lost his fighting ability.

Almost simultaneously, Gula flicked his left finger, and a subtle yet lightning-fast star sword aura accurately predicted and struck the landing point of Tuoba Feng's four silver chains, instantly freezing him for a moment.

"Ding!" There was a crisp sound.

Tuoba Feng felt a sharp pain in the origin of his martial soul, and his soul power instantly became disordered. The four incredibly agile silver chains seemed to have their tendons and bones removed, and they instantly went limp, bringing the attack to an abrupt halt.

Ye Xinglan had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

With the pressure suddenly reduced, starlight burst forth in her eyes. The Star God Sword carried her to a deeper level of sword intent, and she and the sword became one, transforming into a stunning swan, piercing straight into Tuoba Feng's wide-open chest.

"Star God's Thorn!"

Tuoba Feng only had time to gather his soul power for defense in the rush, but without the silver chain's defense and restraint, how could he possibly stop it?

"Pfft!" The sword tip struck the hastily formed soul power shield of Tuoba Feng and pierced through it instantly.

The powerful sword energy impact caused him to grunt and fly backward. Although he was not seriously injured, Gula would not let this opportunity pass.

The soul core drew in starlight, and the diamond longsword turned into a dazzling gold, bursting forth with a brilliant sword light that pierced the core of the battle armor, rendering Tuoba Feng powerless to fight again.

The referee's voice rang out promptly:
"Two-on-two match, seventh arena, second round, Xingjian duo wins!"

On the arena, the starlight slowly dissipated. The diamond star sword in Gula's hand turned into specks of light and disappeared.

Ye Xinglan sheathed her sword and stood there, slightly out of breath, with beads of sweat on her forehead, but her eyes were incredibly bright. Just now, under immense pressure, especially under the guidance and protection of Gula's vast starry sword intent, her understanding of the way of the sword had deepened to a new level.

The feeling of fighting side by side, being protected and guided by a powerful force, warmed her heart even more.

Ye Xinglan looked at the still calm boy beside her, her lips moved, and in the end she just said seriously, "Thank you."

Gula glanced at him and nodded slightly in response.

The two stepped off the stage, leaving behind a stunned audience and two Star Luo geniuses on the stage, their faces filled with resentment and helplessness.

Ling Wuxie and Tuoba Feng knew that their defeat was inevitable.

Gura's strength was unfathomable. This final tournament journey started with an insurmountable obstacle, leaving them frustrated yet unable to muster any resentment.

(End of this chapter)