Elsewhere in this fierce battle, Ye Lin and Yuan Tao's duel was equally intense. The sword in Ye Lin's hand seemed to possess a spirit, its tip carrying a chilling chill with each stroke of the air as it pointed directly at the Nine Dragons controlled by Yuan Tao. The nine behemoths, formed from the convergence of pure spiritual energy, roared relentlessly under Yuan Tao's control, each charge carrying the power to annihilate the heavens and earth.

"Ye Lin, your swordsmanship is indeed exquisite, but unfortunately, today, only one of us can leave here." Yuan Tao sneered, his eyes revealing unquestionable confidence. Under his command, the Nine Dragons split into three groups, intending to surround Ye Lin.

Ye Lin responded with a sneer: "Let's see, is your Nine Dragon Sons more powerful, or is my sword faster!" After that, his figure was like a phantom, shuttling between the Nine Dragon Sons, the sword light flashing, and every strike was accurate and accurate, going straight to the vital point.

Ye Lin's sword energy was swift and fierce, forming a sharp contrast with Jiulongzi's fierce attack. The hardness and the softness complemented each other. The air was filled with rich spiritual energy, as if even space was trembling under the collision of this power.

"Nine Dragons Entangling Silk!" Yuan Tao shouted, and nine spiritual dragons instantly intertwined into a giant net, covering Ye Lin's head. This move was unpredictable and incredibly powerful, leaving everyone watching in a state of fear.

Ye Lin's eyes were stern, and sword intent surged within him. He swung his longsword, transforming it into circles of silver ripples, forcibly carving a path through the impenetrable dragon net. "Sword Dance: Moonlight Flow!" His movements were graceful, like a dance, and his sword shone like water, its lightness concealing a deadly edge.

"Hmph, you dare to be so presumptuous in front of me with just your sword power!" Yuan Tao shouted angrily, pinching his fingers together, and the Nine Dragon Sons suddenly expanded, their power rising to an unprecedented level. The sky and the earth were surging, and a great battle seemed to be about to change the world.

While Ye Lin and Yuan Tao were engaged in a fierce battle, Lu Jin and Han Dan were engaged in a thrilling duel on the other side of the battlefield. Despite his name, Han Dan's attacks were incredibly ruthless, his bare fists seemingly imbued with the power of mountains and rivers, each strike packing a powerful punch. Lu Jin, with his nimble movements and fierce palm strikes, deftly neutralized Han Dan's attacks.

"Lu Jin, your ethereal body movements are indeed a headache, but it's still too early for you to defeat me!" Handan laughed loudly, his muscles bulging, and his momentum increased by another point.

Lu Jin smiled, but his eyes were remarkably determined. "Silly boy, don't underestimate the will and wisdom of a scholar. 'The path to the mountain of knowledge is made through diligence, the boat to the boundless sea of learning is made through hard work.' Every ounce of my strength, Lu Jin, comes from my inner perseverance and persistence."

As he finished speaking, Lu Jin's sleeves fluttered, and a faint scent of books suddenly enveloped him. His palm power transformed into a massive, invisible hand, which collided with Handan's fist with a bang. Instantly, a strong wind filled the air, dust flew up, and the spectators were all amazed.

On the other side, the battle between Ye Lin and Yuan Tao has reached a fever pitch. Both of them are sweating profusely, their breathing is a little rapid, but there is an unyielding fire burning in their eyes.

"Ye Lin, you are indeed a worthy opponent. But I, Yuan Tao, will never lose this battle!" Yuan Tao gritted his teeth, and the surge of Qi in his body became more violent. The Nine Dragons turned into a dazzling light, rushing straight into the sky, as if to devour all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Ye Lin smiled slightly, lightly touched the ground with the tip of his sword, and his whole body seemed to blend into the surrounding environment.

"How can we know the outcome when the winner is not decided yet? I, Ye Lin, swear to reach the end of the path of swordsmanship." His voice was soft, but every word was firm. He raised the tip of his sword to face the roaring light of the Nine Dragons.

"Nine Dragons Roaring to the Sky, Break!"

Yuan Tao roared angrily, and the power of the Nine Dragons gathered in his hands into a devastating force, rushing straight towards Ye Lin. The clouds in the sky were torn apart by this force, and thunder rumbled, as if expressing awe at the upcoming fierce battle.

Ye Lin's gaze grew ever deeper. He chose no direct confrontation. Instead, he flashed, weaving through the light like a ghost. Every time the tip of his sword sliced through the air, it created a subtle, crisp sound. "A thousand sword shadows fold, a stream of light!" he muttered. With his longsword in hand, it transformed into a myriad of light and shadows, deftly dodging Yuan Tao's attacks while searching for an opening to strike back.

In that split second, the balance of the battle seemed to shift quietly. Ye Lin's swordsmanship, every move and every stroke, contained his unique understanding and ultimate pursuit of kendo, which made Yuan Tao feel unprecedented pressure.

Elsewhere on the battlefield, Lu Jin and Han Dan engaged in an equally fierce battle. Though Han Dan possessed immense strength, Lu Jin triumphed through cunning, his movements agile and his punches swift, each step closing in on Han Dan. "Handan, don't let strength alone win! The way of martial arts is the unity of mind and technique!" Lu Jin shouted as he fought, attempting to guide Han Dan to a deeper understanding of the art.

Although Handan was naive, he listened carefully. With sweat on his forehead, he began to try to adjust his breathing and respond to Lu Jin's flexible offensive with a more steady pace. Gradually, his movements became less brute force and more spiritual.

The atmosphere on the main battlefield had reached a boiling point. The confrontation between Ye Lin and Yuan Tao was like a clash of ancient and modern kendo wisdom, and every exchange was heart-pounding.

"Ye Lin, the battle between you and me will go down in history!" Yuan Tao exerted force again, and the Nine Dragons surrounded his body, forming a huge aura, trying to suppress Ye Lin completely.

A faint smile played across Ye Lin's lips. He remained silent, simply wielding his sword. The blade's radiance no longer contained simple sword intent, but rather a will to endlessly explore the martial arts. "The sword is an extension of the heart, not a tool for killing. Brother Yuan, I hope you can gain some insights from this encounter."

Before he finished speaking, the sword light surged and collided head-on with the light of Jiulongzi. It seemed as if only these two forces were left in the world. The space trembled and the wind and clouds surged.

The sword's light intertwined with the Nine Dragons' radiance, emitting a dazzling brilliance in mid-air, as if two stars were colliding fiercely in the night sky. Ye Lin's Exorcism Sword Technique, every stroke and form, exuded an otherworldly artistic conception. It wasn't just a sword technique, but the ultimate embodiment of his pursuit of martial arts.

"What a saying, 'The sword is an extension of the heart!'" Yuan Tao laughed out loud in the light and shadow surrounded by the Nine Dragons. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, then turned into a more determined fighting spirit. "Ye Lin, your realm really makes me look at you with new eyes. But the Nine Dragons are no small matter. They carry the weight of my decades of hard training and efforts. How can they be easily broken!"

After saying that, Yuan Tao formed seals with his hands, and the nine dragons in the nine rays of light seemed to sense the determination of their master. The light suddenly became brighter and turned into nine giant dragons that coiled and rushed towards Ye Lin with the power to destroy the world.

Ye Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, his figure lithe as the wind as he weaved through the intertwined gaps of the Nine Dragons. Each tap of his sword perfectly neutralized the Nine Dragons' sharp edge. The battle between the two was no longer merely a duel of skill and strength, but also a clash of minds and wills.

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