One Person: Revitalize the Sword Sect, Start with the Sword Challenge of the Ten Lords

Shen Chong took a deep breath, and the air around him seemed to be drawn by his will, gathering into a powerful Qi. The air solidified at this moment, the leaves stopped in mid-air, and even the wind seemed to hold its breath and wait.

"Ye Lin, take my attack, the roar of Qi!" He shouted, pushed his hands forward, and the gathered Qi turned into a deafening shock wave, surging towards Ye Lin.

Ye Lin's eyes were calm, a scornful smile playing on the corner of his mouth. He held his longsword across his chest, the tip of the sword trembling slightly, as if he could hear the sword singing softly. "Use the sword as a guide to cut through illusions!" Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his body, and the sword flashed like a dragon, colliding head-on with the roaring Qi flow of Shen Chong. In an instant, lightning and thunder flashed, light and shadow intertwined in the forest, and leaves fell like raindrops.

As the two clashed, each collision seemed to shake the very fabric of the universe. Their confrontation was not only a contest of strength, but also a test of wits and will. The forest became their stage, and every tree and leaf bore witness to this thrilling contest.

In another battle not far away, Lu Jin and Zhang Lingyu were back to back, facing Gao Ning's various emotional magnetic fields that surged like a tide. The two cooperated seamlessly. Zhang Lingyu used pure yang energy to build a shield to resist the invasion of negative emotions, while Lu Jin was responsible for looking for opportunities to counterattack. His moves were steady and ruthless, and every attack was a precise blow to Gao Ning's defense line.

"Gao Ning, is this all you have?" Lu Jin sneered, but his eyes were not relaxed at all. He knew that his opponent was far from desperate.

Gao Ning's face turned ashen, and he was obviously dissatisfied with the stalemate. "Hmph, don't be too proud!" He waved his hands, and a suffocating breath of despair suddenly filled the air, trying to drown the two of them.

At this moment, Xia He's voice sounded softly, like a summer breeze, brushing everyone's heart: "Don't forget, there are always variables on the battlefield." She waved her folding fan lightly, slowly stepped into the center of the battlefield, with a playful smile on the corner of her mouth.

Xia He's presence made the already tense situation even more delicate. Her seemingly casual fan movement subtly disrupted Gao Ning's emotional field, causing the negative energy to become chaotic and creating an opportunity for Lu Jin and Zhang Lingyu to counterattack.

The battle between Ye Lin and Shen Chong has also reached a critical moment. Ye Lin's swordsmanship has become more and more fierce, and Shen Chong's Qi has become more turbulent. Both of them are sweating profusely, but their eyes are burning with unyielding fighting spirit.

"Ye Lin, today either you die or I die!" Shen Chong roared, and once again gathered powerful Qi, ready to launch a decisive attack.

"Come on, let's put an end to this battle!" Ye Lin pointed his sword at the sky, and the sword hummed, as if responding to his determination.

Ye Lin's entire body seemed enveloped in a faint azure light, a manifestation of his sword intent. A sharp aura shot straight up into the sky. He took a deep breath, and the zhenqi within him surged like a tide, converging on the tip of his sword. In an instant, the sword energy solidified, transforming into a streak of light that cut through the sky and shot towards Shen Chong.

"Thousands of sword shadows!" Ye Lin shouted softly, and his sword moves continued. Each sword move contained his profound understanding and ultimate pursuit of the way of the sword. The air was torn apart by the sword energy, making bursts of sharp whistles.

Shen Chong's pupils shrank slightly upon seeing this. He was well aware of the terrifying power hidden beneath these continuous attacks. He took strange steps, his body shifting left and right, nimbly dodging between the gaps in the sword energy. At the same time, his hands flew, using his Qi as a guide to form protective walls, blocking the most dangerous sword energy one by one.

"Hmph, you think you can hurt me with just a mere sword energy?" Shen Chong sneered, and the Qi in his body became more and more violent, forming a vortex, drawing the surrounding air into it, forming a powerful suction field, trying to interfere with Ye Lin's sword power.

As the two engaged in fierce combat, Lu Jin and Zhang Lingyu also engaged in a bitter struggle on the other side of the battlefield. Gao Ning's strength should not be underestimated. A chilling aura enveloped the two, attempting to envelop them. Lu Jin's expression was solemn, and the power of the third level of reverse birth erupted within him. His muscles bulged, and a faint golden glow shone on his skin, the fruit of years of diligent cultivation.

"Triple Reverse Life, open!" Lu Jin roared, and punched out with both fists. A hot breath accompanied by astonishing destructive power forcibly opened up a path in the cold air and attacked Gao Ning.

Zhang Lingyu, with his nimble form, flicked his finger, unleashing Yang Wu Lei. Lightning flashed, complementing Lu Jin's attack as they pressed forward towards Gao Ning. Thunder and fire intertwined, painting a magnificent scene in the air, as if the very elements of heaven and earth were aiding them.

"A truly remarkable triple-level Reverse Life, coupled with Zhang Lingyu's Yang Wu Lei, looks like we're going to have to fight to the death today." Gao Ning snorted coldly, his chilling aura growing even stronger, as if to freeze the entire space. But a flicker of fear flashed in his eyes; his opponent's strength was beyond his expectations.

Just when the battle between the two sides was at a stalemate, the battle between Ye Lin and Shen Chong reached a turning point. Ye Lin suddenly stopped his continuous attacks, pointed his long sword at the ground, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if resonating with some kind of power.

"Shen Chong, feel the true meaning of the sword! Sword, question the heart!" Ye Lin's voice was calm and firm. He thrust out with a simple and unremarkable sword. However, it contained all his sword intentions and cultivation. This sword strike was the final test of his swordsmanship and also a test of Shen Chong's will.

Shen Chong felt an unprecedented pressure. The sword before him seemed to penetrate the material world and directly impact his soul. He gritted his teeth and gathered all the Qi in his body into his hands, forming a huge defensive sphere, trying to resist the invisible pressure.

"Bang!" The sword and the explosion-proof ball collided violently, causing a deafening roar. A strong light flashed, and smoke and dust rose up, obscuring the figures of the two people.

The dust gradually cleared, revealing Shen Chong's figure. His face was pale, with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were remarkably firm. Ye Lin stood a few steps away, the longsword in his hand trembling slightly. The breaths of both sides intertwined, and the tense atmosphere was suffocating.

"Shen Chong, your willpower is admirable, but you can't defeat me with just that." There was a hint of imperceptible admiration in Ye Lin's tone. The tip of his sword lightly touched the ground, and the sword energy around him condensed again, as gentle as spring water, yet extremely sharp.

Shen Chong wiped the blood from his lips and said with a smile: "The battle is not over yet, it is too early to say who will win or lose. Come on, let me see your true strength!"

As soon as the words fell, the two clashed again. The sword light collided with the protective Qi, sparks flew, and each blow was shocking. Outside, the audience watched with bated breath, even breathing became cautious, afraid to miss any moment of excitement.

Elsewhere, the duel between Gao Ning and Lu Jin was equally intense. Gao Ning's movements were agile, like a gust of wind through the forest, each punch and kick imbued with the force of a mountain. Lu Jin, on the other hand, was steady as a rock, using stillness to counter movement, each counterattack precise and deadly. The battle between the two was a contest of wits and strength, drawing astonishment from the onlookers.