High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

The moment the words fell, a sonic boom echoed through the air above the arena.

Zhao Jin's figure moved like a lithe black panther, leaving a trail of afterimages in the blink of an eye. The steel longsword in her hand whistled through the air as it hurtled straight at Shen Chang'an's face!

That was too fast! Many viewers didn't even have time to react.

However, Shen Chang'an didn't even move a step.

"Buzz—"

A semi-transparent, crimson flame barrier instantly formed in front of him, and the guardian character in the form of ordinary spiritual flames appeared.

"clang!"

The sword tip slammed into the flame barrier, sending sparks flying.

Seeing that his first sword strike was blocked, Zhao Jin did not hesitate to flip his wrist, and the sword light struck the same spot one after another like a storm.

"Snap!"

The barrier shattered instantly.

The sharp blade, carrying a strong wind, stopped instantly less than three inches from Shen Chang'an's nose.

Facing the sword blade so close at hand, Shen Chang'an gave a perfunctory comment: "The lethality is decent, and the speed of the strike is also good."

Hearing this condescending tone from an elder, Zhao Jin's murderous intent intensified. With a flick of her wrist, her longsword transformed into a venomous, cold glint, a vicious thrust aimed straight for Shen Chang'an's throat!

This time, Shen Chang'an made a move.

He shifted his body slightly, and the sharp sword light grazed past his neck. Immediately afterward, Shen Chang'an, disregarding martial ethics, extended his right leg and precisely tripped Zhao Jin's shinbone.

This use of leverage caused Zhao Jin, who was charging forward, to instantly lose his balance.

However, it must be said that this prodigy of the Zhao family possesses exceptional combat skills. In the instant before she was about to fall, she reacted swiftly, forcefully dissipating the momentum with her waist, and using the force to complete a standard tactical roll on the ground, creating distance.

However, just as Zhao Jin knelt on one knee and raised her head,

A sharp, brownish-yellow stone spike had somehow pierced the ground and was now precisely positioned in front of her forehead, less than half a centimeter from her skin.

Shen Chang'an looked down at her: "Your first life. If that stone spike had gone half an inch further, your head would be split open by now."

After saying that, Shen Chang'an snapped his fingers, and the stone spike instantly turned into a pile of dust and scattered on the ground.

Zhao Jin's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. She hadn't even noticed when the stone spike had appeared!

The freshmen in the stands were also in an uproar.

"That was close! Goddess Zhao almost crashed into it!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise, patting their chest.

But in the front row of the stands, a few truly discerning geniuses looked grave and gasped.

"Near my foot! That guy on stage just went easy on us!"

"Look closely! The instant the flame barrier shattered, that guy not only used the firelight to blind Zhao Jin, but also conveniently laid a whole circle of spike traps along her rolling path! No matter which direction Zhao Jin rolled, if she looked up, it was certain death!"

"This is so sneaky! Where did this cunning old fox come from?!"

On the stage, Zhao Jin gritted her teeth, a hint of stubbornness and resentment at being toyed with flashing in her eyes.

"Again!"

She leaped up suddenly, this time choosing not to charge straight in. Instead, she swung her longsword, and three lifelike sword auras simultaneously erupted from the blade, blocking Shen Chang'an's retreat from above, middle, and below.

However, her true form, under the cover of sword energy, mysteriously slid into Shen Chang'an's blind spot and countered with a sword strike to his blind spot!

Superb and tricky combat skills!

Just as the sword blade was about to sever Shen Chang'an's clothes, a large, well-defined hand, as if it had foreseen the future, cut through the layers of sword shadows and precisely grabbed her wrist. Then, with the other hand, it flicked the spine of the sword lightly with its fingers.

"bite--"

A crisp, clear sound of impact.

A violent force traveled along the sword, and Zhao Jin felt a numbness in his tiger's mouth. His entire right arm instantly lost sensation, and he uncontrollably staggered back five or six steps before barely managing to regain his footing.

Shen Chang'an withdrew his hand, looked at the panting Zhao Jin, and finally a hint of genuine appreciation flashed in his eyes: "Using sword energy as a smokescreen to cover your true form and then counterattack from the blind spot? Very clever, this move is very useful in actual combat."

Hearing this lighthearted praise, Zhao Jin felt immense humiliation, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Front row of the stands.

Ji Lin stared intently at every exchange on the stage, his folding fan unconsciously folding away long ago.

"Is the difference between these two really that big?"

Ji Lin gasped. He could tell that Shen Chang'an hadn't even faltered in his steps from beginning to end.

He suddenly recalled a comment his sister had once made:

"Shen Chang'an's combat talent is the most exaggerated I've ever seen, bar none."

Enraged by her repeated setbacks, Zhao Jin's beautiful face hardened, and the steel longsword in her hand emitted a piercing hum. She transformed into a storm, instantly activating a full-scale suppression mode.

The countless sword shadows enveloped Shen Chang'an like a storm, forcing him to retreat again and again, seemingly only able to passively defend.

"call--"

Shen Chang'an turned his head to avoid a sword aura that grazed his eardrum, and casually commented, "Not bad, finally willing to show some real skill."

The knowledgeable freshmen in the audience were stunned.

"Holy crap, that sword energy... its destructive power is definitely approaching that of a fourth-level expert! If I were in that situation, I wouldn't even last three seconds!"

Faced with Zhao Jin's increasingly fierce offensive, Shen Chang'an made a hand seal with one hand.

Flame Spirit Transforms!

The fire element in the air instantly surged, and a crimson flame figure more than two meters tall formed directly in Zhao Jin's blind spot, throwing a punch at the back of her head without warning!

"break!"

Zhao Jin reacted extremely quickly in actual combat. Without even turning his head, he unleashed a fierce sword strike, cleaving the fiery figure in two and sending sparks flying.

But Shen Chang'an's combo attack had already begun.

Drawing a circle around oneself and imprisoning oneself!

The ground beneath Zhao Jin's feet instantly softened into a swamp, and several earthen pillars rose from the ground like cages. Zhao Jin snorted coldly, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and leaped into the air like a swallow, forcefully dodging the attack.

However, while suspended in mid-air, the old forces had been exhausted and no new forces had been generated.

A triumphant smile flashed in Shen Chang'an's eyes as he clasped his hands together.

Wind and Flame Barrier!

In an instant, a whirlwind swept up terrifying crimson flames, like an inverted sea of ​​fire, almost completely filling the entire sky and the arena!

Faced with this inescapable sea of ​​fire, Zhao Jin stood in mid-air, gripping his sword with both hands, squeezing out the spiritual power within his body to its limit.

"Open it!"

A blinding sword beam, three zhang long, forcefully cleaved a vacuum passage through the sea of ​​fire.

The moment she landed, Zhao Jin immediately launched a counterattack. She slammed her hand on the ground.

Earth wall!

"Boom!"

Four or five thick earthen and stone walls instantly rose up on the arena, completely blocking Shen Chang'an's view.

"Trying to obscure the view and get closer for hand-to-hand combat?"

Shen Chang'an looked at the towering earthen wall in front of him and raised an eyebrow.

Sure enough, in my perception, Zhao Jin's figure was using the earthen wall as cover, changing lanes and weaving at an alarming speed, silently approaching.

The freshmen in the stands became excited upon seeing this.

"Zhao Jin is serious! This tactic is brilliant!"

"Right! That guy just pulled off a sneak attack using dirty tricks. I watched him fight for ages, using only magic, his footwork was unsteady, his physical skills must be pretty average. Once the swordsman gets close, he's dead!"

Hearing the comments from those around him, Ji Lin couldn't help but twitch his lips twice.

"His physical skills are just average?"

"A bunch of idiots... When Shen Chang'an's super intelligence tells him that he must use super power to force a solution, you'll know what cruelty is."