Guoyun: Playing the swordsman with poor sense of direction, teammate Zhang Qilin

The old man spoke slowly, his voice calm but full of power: "Wuming, your strength is indeed beyond my expectation. I can feel that you are young and talented, especially in swordsmanship." He paused and continued, "But the strength you have shown now is not enough to attract the real attention of our Hermit Family. Let me personally test how much potential power you have!"

As he spoke, the old man exuded a powerful aura, as if the entire arena was shaking because of his arrival. The audience around him felt this aura and exclaimed in surprise. They knew that this old man was definitely not an ordinary person.

Wang Yu was also shocked. He could feel that the strength of this old man in white was far beyond his previous opponents. He might even be the strongest enemy he had ever encountered. He could not help but frowned and began to be on full alert.

The old man moved, as if he turned into a white lightning, and instantly came in front of Wang Yu. He flipped his palm, and a palm wind mixed with terrifying power rushed straight towards Wang Yu.

Wang Yu did not dare to be careless. He immediately activated the sword intent in his body, swung the sword, and a sharp sword light came forward.

boom!

The two's attacks collided in the air, causing a deafening roar. The entire ring seemed to tremble at this moment, and the surrounding spectators were also pushed back by the force.

The smoke and dust cleared, and Wang Yu and the old man in white separated again. Wang Yu had a deep wound on his body, and blood was slowly flowing out of the wound, staining his clothes red. His face also turned pale, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot of injuries in the collision just now.

Although the old man in white was also slightly injured, he was in much better condition. He stood there, staring at Wang Yu intently, as if waiting for his next move.

"So strong! The strength of this old man in white is so terrifying!" The audience exclaimed. They had never expected that this seemingly kind old man actually possessed such a powerful strength.

"Yes, although Wuming is also very strong, he seems to be no match for this old man in white." Someone sighed. They began to worry about Wang Yu. After all, this old man was from a hermit family and his strength was unfathomable.

However, just when everyone thought the fight had come to an end, Wang Yu suddenly burst into laughter, and his laughter was full of heroism and indomitable spirit.

"Haha, I never thought that I would be able to meet such a powerful opponent on this small stage. This makes me extremely excited!"

Wang Yu's laughter echoed in the ring, and his words were full of challenge and confidence. As his laughter faded, his aura suddenly surged, as if an invisible force was surging wildly in his body. His eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if they could see through all illusions.

The originally ordinary long sword now emitted a dazzling sword light in his hand, as if it had turned into a peerless divine weapon. An even more powerful sword intent emanated from him, shrouding the entire arena in a murderous aura.

The old man in white looked at Wang Yu, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect that this young man could burst out with such powerful strength under his attack. He said lightly: "It seems that you are not going to admit defeat."

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